A poem to celebrate the beauty of the counties of Herefordshire and Worcestershire, as seen from the highest point of the Malvern Hills,...

Kindness Lost and Found Where did kindness go? Lost, trodden under the hate-boots, Squashed by the heavy-voices of Vitriol and venom....

The Last Time I Shook Hands The last time I shook hands, The smiles weren't hidden. The eyes looked without fear. The distance between us...

Silence always brings thoughts and memories. #memories #silence #childloss #bereavement

There are always two ways to look at things... #kindness #mentalhealth #mentalhealthmatters #bekind #thinkofothers

I Saw I saw the blue sky today Above changing winds While the grey clouds And darkness weren't looking I saw the blue sky today A...

Lone Swan Are swans lonely? Do they talk to the reeds & listen to wind-whispers? Do they speak to the clouds & hear the tree-gossip? Do...

Leaf Fall Leaf fall to Autumn decay A death-palette And colour defiant We were here, Full green display The leaves say. But we grew...

I Am A Father I am a father To your presence Tangible as the wind I am a father To your voice Alive within my dreams I am a father To...

A poem to everyone who I have not met...but have become friends. #socialmedia #friendship

The Seats Are Empty The seats are empty. The 10:08 to London. Grey-upholstered comfort Extra clean and disinfected as The train,...

Fingers touching The source of Hope and dread Life and death I cup the water Cold and foaming In my dirt creased palm A hand that once...

United Today I did something unthinkable, Though to be honest I'm not ashamed. Today I became a United supporter, For reasons which I...

You said you couldn't see The wood for the trees, The branches for the leaves, The wind for the breeze, The sand for the sea. The desert...

A Poem Saved Me The page lay blank Wordless, muted. The ink dried to black dust. Write, just write. Your tears are ink filled, Black...

A Cuppy Tea By The Sea I sit by the sea, Wave aged, salt-stained. Talking to the pebbles, Each a long time friend. The spray coats me...

TEFL Teaching English as a Forgotten Language (I was a teacher once...and I miss it) I miss the sounds of walking to work and talking to...

Monday Monday, someday in-a-fug-day need-a-hug-day stay-in-bed-snug as-a-bug-in-a-rug-day down-in-the-dumps-club-day But not-today...

Don't Spend It All At Once I wonder how to spend it, I wonder what to do, A royalty payment received, I'm delighted, over the moon. A...

My new collection of poetry, Let The Acorns Grow, is now published and available to buy. This collection, my 9th since my daughter Milla...