Tag Archives: Poetry

Navigating Criticism: My Poem Experience


I tested a new poem at the local literature group and the chair was scathing. He’s a mate so I let it go. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, but the rules expect polite criticism. I worked on it and submitted it to spillwords.com to test it further. Today, 3.30 ET or 7.30 in theContinue reading “Navigating Criticism: My Poem Experience”

Freebee


You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do? My newest book is available as eBook. It’s such good news that I want to give you a copy. https://amzn.eu/d/gMpQ5GG It’s free to you, and anyone you want to give it to, from around 12.00 UK time (GMT). Or 0.01 in California.Continue reading “Freebee”

Screaming trees (5)


Drilling down Ever narrower now, energy buildingSluicing water upwards,Roaring over mudflats,Through to Goole,Swamping the Ouse and Trent,Removing ten thousand yearsOf post-glacial civilisation.York and Venice cannot be saved,By Tidal Barriers.Profits rise with the waterUntil drilling down means holding onAgainst the soaring tidesAnd strengthening winds.And as the storms merge,We ask, ‘What now ?’ Part 5 of myContinue reading “Screaming trees (5)”

Poetry Evening – Hull University. 18/08/17


The Assembled The usual suspects from the English Department Assemble, Levitically, as romantic as Monday morning. Late, crusty defensive years and ears hear Sunny but arid words. Brynmor evenings thwart noon’s thirst for torpor, But siestas can be a moveable feasts. Midday slumbers threaten the evening air. The Readings Gangs of knowing smiles Show pinchedContinue reading “Poetry Evening – Hull University. 18/08/17”

Let life be a game! Gustav Meyrink and Covid


Time to reflect on a monotony of days, repeating a pattern as never before in my lifetime. Here is a bit of unpretentious light verse, to cheer the day. It should be read as quickly as possible. I apologise in advance for any rhymes that offend the modernists,but any creativity is good for the soul.Continue reading “Let life be a game! Gustav Meyrink and Covid”

Old Age – Taken apart by Goethe


I visited a museum in Weimar. There was a quote from Goethe. ‘Ich bin zu alt um nur zu spielen, und zu jung um ohne Wunsch zu sein.’ The greatest lines can be an inspiration to writers and get the block out the way. ‘I am too old to only play and too young toContinue reading “Old Age – Taken apart by Goethe”

Stuck for a Christmas Present? – Think Hull!


I’ve waited until panic is setting in, before offering people from Hull and the East Riding the perfect Christmas present. The lucky receiver definitely won’t have it already, nor will be they be given it by anyone else.
Full colour illustrations of our beautiful city.