A tribute to my grandfather.. Brave Old gnarled hands Lifetime etched between two palms Hands that served a nation Praising life, not singing psalms Two hands that fought a war That fought in peace when death was calm. Never forgetting your working class roots Never afraid of dirty hands Or the perspiration that came withContinue reading “Brave”
Practising for tonight’s performance at Away With Words open mic in Hull.
I’m far from a perfect mum. I hardly ever wear make up, slob around in my pj’s, swear like a trooper and feed my kids McDonald’s fodder. So here’s a tribute to the other Stepford wife mums! Shout Out to the Perfect Mums Shout out to the perfect mums Long bleached hair in pristine tousledContinue reading “Shout Out to the Perfect Mums”
My new business cards arrived today. I was quite proud that I’d designed them myself! I feel a bit pretentious calling myself a poet but that’s what I spend most of my time doing nowadays! They’re to hand out during open mics just to get word around and encourage people to follow me on socialContinue reading “Cards”
I live on a council estate where there is a lot of poverty. I love it here and the people inspire me to write social commentary poetry. Here’s a poem I wrote about my street. 5 a.m. The street is peaceful, Sleeping Dreaming of Collecting their benefits Buying a six pack of Carling Having aContinue reading “5 a.m.”