White water whisks up the hint of a rainbow as the pugilist wind pummels our ears Goaded, the waves punch the length of the eastern face and fall back on themselves A confusion of currents contorts the depths spraying the ageing...
This is a tree that knows me I played under its branches as a child Its weathered trunk may well be heavier but these longer limbs can still embrace Its shadow has stretched in the late afternoon Though all around...
The gentle vice that keeps your head in place Vault doors on the Safe Room The clasp securing the jewels Sonic drawbridges guarding side gates Binary black holes holding a centre of gravity Flood defence against the rising waves Matching comfort cushions Personal Echo Chambers Dual air...
A pale blue dot amid a family portrait This is your home planet you are where you were born to be breathe The world is your living room you are amongst friends your ancestors, your family and over ten thousand saints look down Nobody...
As you climb the podium we applaud there is no grand speech We are the only witnesses if you discount the shrubs and the sky of course This is for fun but motivation is there balance and co-ordination You are the hero you have overcome you...
ISBN 978-1-9996707-2-6 | 112pp | 2018rrp £10.00 | ebook £6.49 This Phantom Breath was written between August 2016 and August 2017. The poems in this collection are concerned with love, death, truth and other inconvenient distractions. "Witty...
Johnny is eighteen. He likes music, art and going to the beach. He is also autistic - in his case that means he will never get a job, never have a girlfriend, never leave home....
Thursday 22nd March 7pm -10.30pm Wordlife Presents Henry Normal and Vicky Foster and Open Mic. Venue : DINA, 32 Cambridge Street, S1 4HP SHEFFIELD Friday 23rd March 6.30pm NOTTINGHAM Venue: Waterstones, 1-5 Bridlesmith Gate, Nottingham Monday 26th March 7pm - MANCHESTER -...
I am rendered immortal my image digitally preserved Ochre from the Ice Age once immobile in this Sulawesi cave The decay of uranium confirms over thirty thousand orbits I have held my breath From the right hemisphere of an early artist I am born...
Romance pales in the predictable Now is always the time for something irrational...