Poetry

Fresh from the keyboard – words that make the first cut of a poem: Words drip down like stains I Wordsdrip down like stains on the side of the soulwhen the meaning that you sent was clear as heartsand all that was spent Don’t remember everything then – that’s all at sightand I will regret … Read more

and here is the remix of the 20th poem… 21 – classic deviation Thursday 3rd February 2005 What it became Before the slipping Emotion Never meant to be Pushing all back to A reflection of What it once was Now devout World with a With a speckled mirror Of being And ever shall be Or … Read more

The 30 poems in 30 days sequence continues to develop. Here is the 20th poem, written last week: 20 – classic devotion Wednesday 2nd February 2005 Emotion Never meant to be What it became Before the slipping Of being With a speckled mirror Pushing all back to A reflection of What it once was And … Read more

I’m in the middle of a creative splurge at the moment. A flood of poems appearing, generated by the 30 poems in 30 days exercise. It’s a fantastic way to clear away writer’s block. Here’s another – they’ll all go through drafts, but here are the first rough sketches… 25 – make it last forever, … Read more

30 poems in 30 days continues. Sunday’s poem was number 17, and it looks like this (at the moment): 17 – to escape the fire Sunday 30th January 2005 take one match, and a small bundle of sticks place the sticks on dry grass strike the match and set the grass alight stand back, and … Read more

This is the 100th post to this weblog. So, I thought it made sense (to me, at least) to post a poem from the ‘poem for 30 days’. I’m near the middle of this sequence now. This poem was written this morning. It is raw and un-edited. I like it like that. I did just … Read more

I began a project a week ago. It is a poetry sequence called “Avenues of In Between” and is based on the idea of writing a poem a day for 30 days. At the end of the thirty days I will shift from creative out-pouring to critical friend and do some editing. For now, the … Read more

A pause caused by days of travelling. Now, today a sonnet from my collection “Blue’s Song of the Earth”. If you want to see more of these, send me an email or leave a comment. Foundlings Twelve: Leave him alone with rage Source: ‘Turn of Events’ by Nigel Suratt) Like the last time he looked … Read more

I did a review of the poetry book ‘ Breathing Out’ produced by a Women’s Writers Group in St Louis. The review is on Gerald England’s excellent website and can be found here. I was really pleased to receive a copy of an email from Gerald yesterday with a copy of a note from one … Read more