Love

in an airbnb

It's not an ad. Really.
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Promise

If I hung on for your promise My skeleton would slip Through the noose All my teeth Would shine On the floor Waiting for your feet To crush them into...
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Not Quite Fern Hill (Poetry Monthly)

Still...my favourite place to be...Narnia's any place you want it to be, and this is mine.
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Breech of the Piss

I had a baby today. Not yet - I was probably still in the bath with the big mirror at the side that turned me into a badly plucked chicken. No sign...

Finding you

When words connect with emotions Like a train reaching its station I embark on a journey To find You, In My words My poems My dreams

Where I lay to rest

There’s my hand on hers Laid gently so that it won’t hurt no more I stretch her fingers out one by one Let some of my warmth linger on her as time...
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To House A Home

These walls are arms and arms are walls, The cupboards stand so tip top tall And blossom flowers begin to fall Beyond the smudge smeared pane. And...
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My Daughter

She's lovely!
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Chasing Stars

A perfect night – we scoured the skies as the clouds, finally, broke;
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Poem of the week

Retrospective Drawings

I recognised my body on the fifth floor of the Tate. All that messy yellow paint. Legs and arms spread out like vomit. I was twenty and breathing...