A poem for my mum

It hurts To see your pain I pray almost every day For God to take it away Red liquid running in and out of your body For hours every other day An appointment you dread, but necessary
Cherry

Tipperary

The drugs hadn't really worked, I was grinning but hating at the same time, angry that my mouth wouldn't soften into a comforting scowl

Up Periscope

My ancestors gave me very peculiar genes I found out about this when I was in my teens When all of my friends were starting to shave And chest hair was sprouting like a man from a cave

Custer's Last Stand

Obsessed with the wild west, a fan of John Wayne He won the lottery & bought a beautiful domain He booked a world cruise, before he left he resolved

They walked Through a Storm

Tribute to Those who Greive for the victims of the Hillsborough Disaster

WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT GEOFF CAPES: AN URGENT REQUEST FROM BBC NEWSNIGHT

In 1976, as a twelve-year-old boy, I went on a school trip to see the Olympic Trials at Crystal Palace, London.

A Limerick I Scribbled Out In The Ashmolean Museum's Edward Lear Exhibition

There was an old priest from Sonning, Who had an unfulfilled longing To marry The Queen in licorice ice cream. That ordained lothario of Sonning.

The Dish and the Spoon Revisited - IP

The spoon hit the ground running. Having run away from the dish, she was now free to make her own choices.

A Wave Of Pirates 11) Hope

I opened my eyes and smiled as I saw Brandy's beautiful face. She smiled back at me and laughed.

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