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These are my own poems, written over a period of several years.
Click on images to read the poems.
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These are my own poems, written over a period of several years.
Click on images to read the poems.
A sad story of a mighty oak. The usual tale of tarmac taking precedence over trees. The importance of rain. I wrote this during a very long wet spell.
I once had a very boring job which I absolutely hated and I started thinking about other people with boring jobs and how they also might have wanted to do more but never had the opportunity.
This is an attempt to pastiche D. H. Lawrence's poem "Snake" which I'd just read at the time I wrote this poem. I don't like spiders very much and I was trying to capture the same mood of horrified fascination that Lawrence described when he encountered the snake at his water trough.
This is a humorous poem about spiders. It's a bit of a laugh at myself.
THE OAK:
RAIN:
THE CAR WORKER:
SPIDER:
SPIDER TWO:
