magpie bridge

Some poems arise from the imagination, an idea, a line, an image that quickly writes itself. Other poems have a basis in fact and the ensuin...

Last spring I spent a couple of days on the Costa Brava and one night I watched bats hunt in the twilight. The beam of a lighthouse catching...

This poem is a rewrite. You can read the last version here . I was never satisfied with the poem and recently rewrote it.  Soundtrack for a...

I started this blog in May 2011, fourteen years ago, and this is my eight hundredth post and I would like to thank all the people who have s...

Yesterday was World Book Day and was invited to give a reading in Ivybridge at the Tap Room. I'd like to thank all those that came and t...

I've been playing about this is poem and I think, with the added assistance of the Secret Poets , it is finished. Thank you Secrets . Yo...

Have you ever held your palm open, flat for the Magic Fish to be placed there and for it to tell reveal the secrets of your heart? I know it...