As a child, I spent many summer holidays – with my siblings and parents – staying in the Welsh mountains around Snowdonia. Memories, feelings, images and vibes seep into you, get into your bones, under your skin and permeate the soul. If there’s a spiritual home for me, maybe it’s those hills, maybe it’s those…
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Sun Day Wise
I wrote this poem quite a while ago – and have only just got round to posting it. Hope you like it. Let me know. Sometimes I sit and watch, just look, mind elswewhere, not integrating with anything much bar a cup of tea and the wooliness of the carpet, warmth and what’s infront of…
Privelege
A few years ago now, for obvious reasons, I learned about privelege. White privelege, male privelege, hetero privelege – the list goes on. I’m embarrassed to say I never realised, or knew, about this until it was pointed out. I’m embarassed to live in a world where this exists, and to be honest, let’s all…
Rainy Days
I was in Cornwall recently, for a break from it all, and we had incredible weather for a few days. Weather kind enough to let us sit on the beach in shirtsleaves and shorts, walk around without having to take a coat and just bimble about walking around and getting up to stuff. By the…
Cider Craic
As a youngster, attending University, many of the folk I knew were looking to change their lives. Not necessarily looking to “better” themselves; that’s perhaps an outdated perspective in a world I hope has moved on – I may of course be wrong about that. But these folk were perhaps a little older than most…
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…