Visiting your smart, light domain with the tidy desks Admiring your typed, filed reports in their cabinets This is a country of its own...

Today is restful In the folds of a dream, they say mercy is forgiveness How entreating! Portia pleads with the Merchant of Venice They...

New mornings rise to break the tension The custody dawns unblock multiple securities in a room of insecurities The sun imparts a new...

This poem came about thanks to a helpful conversation with my daughter Rosie (thanks) x Elusive In a more fertile land the pesticides are...

Warehouse hearts in us are cardiac miracles Our blood lifelines are forced to withstand skirmishes Red tissue masks Black marks that need...

Six o’clock hurts There are rips in the future caused by leeches Blood loss No choice Shropshire green is clouded - squares of smothering...

Another one of my poems has been accepted for publication in 14 magazine (release date is 1st October but I've been told that the news...

I'm so honoured to see one of my poems published in a new collection (edited by Elsa Hammond): https://torch.ox.ac.uk/article/new-scipo-p...

When ‘advent two’ comes there will be sound louder than anything heard before Light will form in heaven blare and blaze Then, royal...

A gene mutation raises stocks of red pigment giving pink that shocks The colour defeats unmutated green in shows of melanin pomp

The Isle of Skye - my opportune age All God-pressed into four long minutes Stillness in trees / I was overcome A life’s wish was...

Observe the perfect synthesis in crucibles of peace and light Witness the celestial buds change miraculously in heat See His destined...

1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34… He was unusual. When the teacher told him about Fibonacci and the sequence, he started to dream. The...

Here is a re-worked poem based on some words that I wrote a long while ago: The ice-cream afternoon that I remember in August The cancer...

Bitterness ceded Resurgence seeded Characteristics in my changeover Chased surfs of limits Dancing out at sea The process was whole...

Loving you dear ones, seems to let impossibles fill my heart freely. Oil and water truely mix. The artistry, the newness.

We stress and de-stress Our heads need more rest for their methodical tyranny exceeds the speed limit Facial muscles and other head...

The miracle: knots of anger dissolved The rage between hate and forgiveness died When clots of serpentine hurt died in me They lost their...

Cymbals sound Infantes intrant mundum Your mustered credence displays lions All lined up, delivering Hours nip Along passageways of Time...

Your pepper face Your pale brown eyes Your black-rimmed mouth The well of friendliness in you I know life is hard in the wild