Going Out on a Limb
I am having ankle surgery today, the latest in a sequence of operations on the ...
Blackberrying
This poem was written in Loxton, Somerset, during that seemingly endless summer of 1976. It ...
What’s Up Doc?
A strange one, this. Even though it was written way back in the 70s, the ...
Mrs Cromarty, Falling Slowly Through the Gale of Time
“Cromarty, falling slowly”. The sound of the shipping forecast and the origin of this poem. ...
Why Single People Shouldn’t Go To Weddings
This poem was written the day after attending the wedding of the daughter of a ...
One Man’s Meat
I have absolutely no idea where the idea for this came from but I think ...
End of the Line
This poem was written a while ago, when I was not in a relationship and ...
Fly, Fly the Tears of the World
I first wrote this back in the 70s, when our primary concern was the effects ...
We, The Underside
We, the underside Never play at home Our terraces are wastelands Sirens, pitch perfect Signal ...
Nothing to Wear
I haven’t got a thing to wear To the hunt ball in June and Drinks ...
In Pursuit
Sometimes you get so close you can almost feel the buzz Your fingers begin to ...