Two of my poems – as well as an array of splendid work – are in this edition of Eyedrum Periodically, on the theme of ‘Backwards’. Of my...

Here’s a short piece I wrote about my experience at the first Bristol Death Cafe. The next event is at Cox and Baloney on Sunday 29th...

A poem of mine, in honour of my late Granny Joy’s compulsion to collect, has been published by The Moon Magazine, here. #collections...

New Life (created during a videopoetry workshop at Liberated Words 2014) from Marc Neys (aka Swoon) on Vimeo. On Saturday, I joined a...

Rant away, sir! Here’s something inspired by the end of the Huddersfield Narrow Canal and an encounter with another boater. An admission:...

The Tree of Life Some more poetry from our summer of canal travel (CaCaPoMo = Caleb’s Canal Poetry Month) – I’m sat inside, sheltering...

Marsden Moor, above the Standedge Tunnel – the kind of view Thomas Bourne saw day after day after day… (image from...

Thank goodness for those extra CRT lights… Having arrived at Standedge Tunnel on Tuesday night, we were thwarted in getting through on...

People defying By-Law 41 (image via the Examiner). On Tuesday, we travelled up through locks 9 to lock 42 (yes, a lot of locks) on the...

Huddersfield Narrow Canal Lock 4E (image from geograph.org.uk) A bit of catch-up from the journey and its poems so far. Here’s a poem...

Our route from North to West For the next month, we are on the move aboard Reenie again headed back towards Bristol…Where I am starting a...

lizard fish bird mammal shrimp brain innit Here’s something for the last day which – (YES I CHEATED but I had nothin’ left for April, ya...

Twisty Tim Burton Trees… Yes, I know I’m nearly a week late – but I really haven’t had the chance up to know to be a Completist and put...

The Sloth: A Big Deal (for real) Here’s my news story-based poem (using pretty much just words from the article itself). The story was...

“The shelves around his office are full of shiny awards, shrivelled words. “ Number twenty-seven and off-prompt. Something inspired by a...

Like a satellite, all I can see of him is a distant silver spin – Here’s an attempt / variation on a curtal sonnet, based on an overheard...

Your orders… Friday’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write something using anaphora, a way of repeating the same phrase in a poem to explore and...

“Egg raining aloe vera” I loved doing the homophonic translation last year – which produced this vulgar thing from a Danish poem. As I...

I’ve been at a poetry course tonight (with the marvellous Rommi Smith) and we’ve been talking about syllables. So we wrote a cinquain, a...

“Her name is Barb. She’s never shut. The one-sided sign on the door reads: OPEN.” So a ‘children’s poem’ very much in the vein of Roald...