When Will It Be Time to Wear the Stove Pipe Hat Again?
Peter Wyn Mosey During the Rebecca Riots, men from South Wales wore the stove pipe hat and Welsh maids outfit as…
Poetry
Ghost- Twenty Word Tuesday
This is a twenty word Tuesday piece based on Bulbul’s prompt- Ghost. Like smoke slipping through his fingers,…
Electric – Twenty Word Tuesday
This weeks prompt from Bulbul for Twenty Word Tuesday is Electric. She was electric, elected, and eclectic… exuberant,…
Oblique
She sliced slanting glances silently reproaching him although she said something close to nothing no louder than a…
Rejuvenation- Twenty Word Tuesday
Today’s Twenty Word Tuesday based on Bulbul’s prompt is – Rejuvenation Slowly all of yesterday’s shadows melted away…
Hiding
This is a piece based on a Twenty Word Tuesday prompt from Bulbul. The Prompt is ‘Hiding’ All…
Butterfly Effect- Twenty Word Tuesday
Here’s this week’s Twenty-word Tuesday based on Bulbul’s prompt. Today the prompt is Butterfly Effect “The smallest stones”…
Llanelli Via Yorkshire
Llanelli Via Yorkshire is a poem about coming home- written as part of a People Speak Up session.…
Spaces
The Spaces Between Billions of atoms building blocks cram-packed into nothing into silent gaps into pauses once they…
Writing Collaboration #19 -Echoes
I heard the words that [passed away in the growing void echo- please stay
Guest Post- Pilgrimage of a Garden Chair
I’m sharing something a little different today- something which is not my own work. I’d like to showcase…
Baseline
I’ve recently started taking some new medication called Abilify to stabilise my moods. Because I can go from…
Spoken Word Saturday #2
As part of this month’s Peoplespeakup Spoken Word Saturday lockdown non-gathering I submitted a video of me reading…
That’s When I See You
Here’s a very short poem called “That’s when I see you” that I wrote for this week’s Peoplespeakup.…
The Invisible Strings
Here’s a very short poem that I wrote in a PeopleSpeakUp Zoom workshop today. It’s a bit different…
Cyclothymia
There. is. nothing. Hours. days. weeks. Nothing. Thoughtless voids of calming drought. Scratching. Nothing. Scratching. Scratching at the…
Flashback Friday #7 – Dreaming of Walls
It’s been a while since I last posted a Flashback Friday, however, buoyed by the fact that in…
Nowhere More Familiar
There is nowhere more familiar than 96 pixels per inch — than 26 lines of acid ruled, A5…
You can believe what you want but it doesn’t make it the truth
As the internet creaks with lockdown fueled conspiracy theories with racist connotations, and we have to endure jokes…
Spoken Word Saturday
Last week, for Peoplespeakup’s online gathering of Spoken Word Saturday, I had my piece Worn Down Locked Down…
as i purge my soul.
Here’s a short poem called “as i purge my soul”. As the COVID-19 lockdown has become The Great…
Worn Down Locked Down
What day was it tomorrow? Worn down locked down. We binged on tiger kings and tiger bread so…
