Autobiography

Cherry

Ex chapter 1

Daniel's father tried to kill him once and even at his tender age Daniel could see that he intended to try to kill him again.

IBD

living with............

Aphorism

Why should the apathetic bother to speak? Their silence says everything about their position.

Raspberry canes

In and out the raspberry canes “On a jack-frost bitten day: With nothing more than twine, and knife… To earn my daily” pay. Bending back the line of whips!

Dad

Afraid he’s passed away? Oh, thank you. Well… that’s ok. You see… we thought he might. He wasn’t meant to last the night.

QUESTIONS IN THE HOUSE 2011

The old man appeared in the room Good for his years and yet pathetic Attended by the younger man. Who did it? the pair were asked. Not us they replied. We know nothing about criminal activity.

SUSAN -I.P

SUSAN It was clear to me that you were the Most Beautiful Mother in all the World I told my friends at school you were a Spanish Princess and they believed me

My Brockland Buddies

A nature lover's view of badgers.

Impersonating A Police Officer And More Journal Like Entry

This is like a journal entry by me my story "Bus Nine" I mention is available on here

M4

Last journey to University

Surprise.

one day I'll get good at this. Well maybe not good

Garage Sale

A while back I lived in California and bumped into a friend of mine that I hadn't seen for years.

This Is About A Truck Driver Name Jerry

Will Jerry and Rusty keep on trucking together?

A Ton Of Muck

You've got to eat a ton of muck before you die, Uncle George would say and said it just before he croaked having presumably eaten his allotment. He meant it either as wise counsel

THOUGHTS ON SCHOOL EXAMINATIONS

Alone in the church hall, silence until the rush of traffic resumes Here they sit, rows of pupils attended by rulers, pens, string and thoughts

Conversations With Myself

Just a conversation reassuring myself.

Well i put on that record

not sure what to put this in but here go ,,, i love this:)

Farewell Wee Ginge (after McGonagall)

Farewell Wee Ginge as you travel ‘cross the sea To start a new life with your girlfriend Mimi. In a quiet moment won’t you spare a thought for me.

REQUIUM MARCH 1985

End of the miners' strike.

Winter / Summer

Winter / Summer He tastes of oranges today and comes in like I haven’t seen him in years bearing tea and smiles. When he kisses me he

Religious Instruction!

"What does it take for you to believe in God?" he enquired confidently.

Life Replaced

I am drenched in silver smoke With my weekend brandy mates, Laughing at the same old jokes, Taking part in drunk debates. When my forces get united, I will leave the noisy bar,

Dear girl who I eye up and down and decide I wouldn't want to be friends with

Dear girl who I eye up and down and decide I wouldn’t want to be friends with, your tripod hamstrings and bum breasts you look like a piglet on stilts.

A walk along a roadside nature reserve...

The Camomile flowers mix with Daisies, Buttercup and Broad Beans along the overgrown edge of the field

unfinished wishes....

that night dry crisp bitterness strangles the grass don't look down keep pushing shooting stars fizz by one, two, three, four, five as feet pound over and over

Spiders

A girl on the bus plucked a spider from my hair today.

Acquiesce

"Well,I`ll be damned, here comes your ghost again"-Joan Baez.

Horse

What I consider to be my 1st piece of creative writing! Constructive criticism always welcome.

Gone in a Heartbeat (For Mark)

You never said sorry for the German girl. with the plum-coloured hair. She was up and down you like quicksilver. What an accomplished contortionist - you bent over backwards for her,
Poem of the week

I was an idiot at that party

'Someone's drank my beers' a man who seemed kind said
Cherry

I am an addict

Light falls on your closed eyes closed without rest I am an addict in the body of a sober man no need to think of death now it comes only once one day it will descend
Cherry

A far cry from instinct

We are accelerated primates, bones splint by our own speed, our reflexes artillery, even in peace.

Inspired by "an irregularity"- by sid

I had something very different in mind when I started writing this right after reading "an irregularity" but seeing as how I have the love bug it turned out thusly.

Insomnia

to sleep, perchance to dream...

Maputo

My first poem...

Me

Am I blasé? Am I rough? Ugly perhaps/soft and unspoken? Have I no grace? Am I rude? Is there a space that I take? A volume that is intrusion? An intrusion surrounded by air?
Cherry

Ode to joy

Stuck in Earl’s Court in a car, in traffic. Nothing moving but crankshafts and fan belts in the blistering heat. I see a man on a doorstep, stained from the day’s toil.

Boy

A short story about a frustrated girl and an unappreciative boy.

Lost Love?

He is not mine And I, I will never reach him again

At Ease

I wrote this in Sicily. I don't know what to call it.
Cherry

The Palace

I wrote this on the 4th of June at 5:30am

I am king

I am king I am no one, I am nothing, I am like fire kindling the morning, Breathe though and I alight, Fuel me and I am heat, Split me and my heat will spread,

All The Dead Girls

Did any of us have a sense of foreboding when we first glimpsed the imposing Victorian mansion that was to be our home? Our tomb? Up some winding stairs I was shown a sepia photograph of a

The Man Who Wasn't There

She is fascinated And jerks too, more gently and Mimicking the man, she looks up So openly it breaks my heart.

Changes

to touch somebody's body with your mind, without the words, listening only, grasp the other, gently, disappear in a spasmic grip of the moment, in the beauty

Inevitably

pain that is contained within - love; and it doesn't need to be. human that endures - for love; and it doesn't need to. desire for humanly love - longs;

noise

unwritten like a blinding white piece of paper, empty as a dead sea-shell, within repeated false belief I repeat the feeling, I repeate the feeling, I repeat the act allowing other to re-open

hollow

tiresomely enclosed within the circle of silence as a butterfly with broken wings that hits against the glass of a jar insane barely alive with its last beats entrapped

Blindness

to breath in the stillness of summer sunset painted raspberry colour, I want peace placid sea surrounded with thrown about pieces of land,

Discovering Rodney

So this is it, the new frontier. The reason why I held onto this choice for dear life, like I know come to hold onto your fingers, clasping them in mine.

Come and Get Me

My sleeves are dripping with hearts
Cherry

If you only knew

how it was
Cherry

A Scriptual Geologist And His Daughter Admire The Malvern Hills

Today young earth is bathed in His best gold the warm hillocks shaped by Creation and Flood - perfect arcs and angel-trees moulded by His own hand. The earth is a reflection

Seizure

You want that I reveal the fight Besides the jerks, the grunt, the bite You want to unravel the place I go The prelude to loss, where the heartbeat slows.