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Every Day Beauty

During lockdown, my local writing friends have stayed in touch, zooming weekly and writing away. Every few days, I’ve been posting poetry challenges to a collection of local poets, just for fun, for something to write about during lockdown. After reading loads of excellent poems over the last few weeks, I figured maybe it was time for me to put pen to paper, and write a poem in response to

Judgement

Our world has faults – we all know that. Getting us all to agree on what those are is like herding cats. All of us have – and are entitled to – an opinion; some of us share that opinion with others, some don’t. Mostly, though, there’s at least a few like minded soulds out there who we can agree with, take heart in sharing views and chew the fat

Boundaries

Cornwall’s lovely, a recent holiday proved that to be the case (again). Staying at a house overlooking a harbour, early mornings watching rain, sun, sea, imagining seagull thoughts, wondering about stuff in general were a true holiday blessing. Time’s precious, spent well with family but there’s also a little time each day – those moments watching from the window – for spending selfishly. So I wrote this poem, one morning,

My Place

At the recent Seahaven Poets workshop, we talked about all of us needing the healing of natural spaces. We talked about alot, to be fair, but that was one topic we spent some time on: those neverwhere, neverwhen places. To sit and look, feel far away, to find that gap between the hassle and the humdrum and just occupy that place. There’s a place, in Wales, up in the hills,

Mayhem Beach

Recently, I returned from a seaside holiday with my family. The holiday was one of those magical times where everything came together. We were truly blessed with weather, location, excitement and an amazing sense of togetherness, which we all now miss. We’d never been to this particular beach before, and we got there at peak time – people everywhere, cars parked randomly all over the place and everyone was so

Squabbling War

Frustratingly, our leaders, the powers that be, never seem able to actually change anything. Our world is little changed, in many ways, from the world I observed as a child. Yes, there’s lots of noise about different initiatives. There’s lots of noise about flagship campaigns affecting our infrastructure and services. But nothing, in reality, really changes in our society – except for the usual story of cuts and resignations. Despite

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