Surreal

Inferno Revisited: I - Limbo

The first in a series of verses inspired by Dante's Inferno / The Divine Comedy , exploring modern-day issues in relation to the circles of Hell. This piece examines the First Circle proper - Limbo. Here, in Dante's work, virtuous pagans reside - free from punishment, but existing without the hope of ever reaching Heaven. For my modern reimagining, I explored the sense of hopelessness felt by many young people. I have attempted to craft these in accordance with the terza rima scheme and iambic pentameter.

Inferno Revisited: Antechamber - Beside the River Acheron

The second part of the introduction to a series of verses inspired by Dante's Inferno / The Divine Comedy, exploring modern-day issues in relation to the circles of Hell. I begin with an area just outside the First Circle near the River Acheron. In the original Inferno, this is where those angels who didn't fight for God or Satan - i.e. cowards who made no choice - are forced to remain, barred from both Hell and Heaven. I decided to widen this idea in the context of protests and voting. I have attempted to craft these in accordance with the terza rima scheme and iambic pentameter.

Inferno Revisited: Preface - The City of Lilies

A preface verse to a series of poems inspired by Dante's Inferno / The Divine Comedy , exploring modern-day issues in relation to the circles of Hell. I invoke my hero and inspiration, Dante Alighieri, to guide me as he was guided by Virgil. I have attempted to craft this in accordance with the terza rima scheme and iambic pentameter.

The Brave Little Tailor

The Brave Little Tailor It was a morning, buoyant and bright, And our tailor sat and sewed. A jovial jam-seller came in sight, And the tale’s seeds...

On a pebble

On a pebble in a puddle lived some people, very small. You could say they were so tiny they almost weren't there at all. But the people had a battle...

Sundae Ice Cream

I fall from her cherry lips. She has me as her sundae Ice cream, melting In her palm, I'm dripping down her wrist. I lay for her as sublime carvings...

Another one of those

I actually remember thinking “Oh, God! It’s going to be one of those again.” I’d say, from that, that I knew it was a dream. I don’t remember much of...

Crawling Home (fridays on the motorways)

Motorways almost impossible to use I guess they were built for queues Sitting on the M6 on a Friday afternoon Laughing at the notion of getting home...
Cherry

LIVING OUT OF SUITCASES

LIVING OUT OF SUITCASES There was a time when everyone lived out of a suitcase! Not just the homeless, the free spirits and the spirits of the free!...

Imaginary Tea (Song)

1. Please do try some imaginary tea. It's quite extraordinary tea, you'll see. And have a slice of fantastical cake. Don't eat too much or you'll get...