A Coffee and a Cake in Costa

I Feel as though my poetry has been getting a bit heavy, political and depressing lately and that’s not the kind of person that I am, so here’s something a bit lighter… I’m getting rather larger My sugar is getting as high as a pensioner on weed Or a gang of middle aged women, experimentingContinue reading “A Coffee and a Cake in Costa”

Miracle

My husband had a failing heart, I have a serious mental illness. When I found out I was pregnant, we weren’t going to go through with it. But when I had my first scan and saw that little heart fluttering, I knew I was going to be a mum. Sadly my husband died when ourContinue reading “Miracle”

The Lobby

We’ve had a bit of a problem in our block of flats. People keep getting in the communal entrance (which is supposed to be locked) and smoking drugs. The other night (at midnight) it was so bad the thick smoke set the fire alarm off! It inspired this poem… Another night on my ramshackle estateContinue reading “The Lobby”

Butlins

It’s holiday time, we’re going to Butlins Only fifteen sleeps ‘til our only break From this grimy, shitty council estate This holiday made of fine gold plate It’s going to be great, it’s a break from depressing It’s going to be bloody great! Two little girls in the dodgy hood Council kids but our mannersContinue reading “Butlins”