My name was a hushed wonder scrubbed across hills, with chalk symbols declaring my godhood to the shimmering heavens. Humans asked for my permission, and mine alone, to feed off my cornucopia. As an infant would suckle on their mother’s breast, the juiciest apples, fertile land, healthy animals; everything. But they worship at other altarsContinue reading “Cernunnos”
Category Archives: poetry
Iron Henry
Hi all! I’m once again delighted to tell you all about my latest collaboration with aAh! Magazine, Manchester Metropolitan University’s official arts and culture student magazine. The latest poem is ‘Iron Henry’, a From the Archive poem that was redrafted to perfection with the wonderful assistance of the magazine’s Creative Editors. Iron Henry remodels theContinue reading “Iron Henry”
The Purest Pantheon, Dais One
The etchings have faded from her stand, leaving half-words: Briseis Fair. The name of the lady immortalised in stone? From one angle, she is cast in pose dancing with devilish delight in her own world, as diamonds gleam across her neck. But her beauty was destroyed in the dead-light, as I turned to face herContinue reading “The Purest Pantheon, Dais One”
The Legend of the White Whale: Part One
Eons ago, long before tides moved and moons shadowed everyone with their gloom, She Who Invites stirred the primeval ocean and birthed four sons. Free on the high seas they were bejewelled islands, a jaded necklace glimmering on the world’s breast. Floating far away from desert sands and dry land, caught like gulls in theContinue reading “The Legend of the White Whale: Part One”
Why are there cemetery walls?
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a murder
A Diamante (pronounced DEE – UH – MAHN – TAY) poem takes its name from the Italian word for ‘diamond’. Made up of seven lines that are arranged to form a diamond-like shape, Diamante poems don’t contain rhyming words, and use words with opposite meanings. However, some rules are meant to be broken! My first exposure toContinue reading “a murder”
Gone
While hosting a Writing Workshop for Man Met’s Poetry Society, I got participants to take a book from their childhood, and transform it into a poem. Though it was not an original activity (in fact, remaking texts into something new formed an entire module in my studies), I added a little flair to the exercise.Continue reading “Gone”
A Mask in The Road
Written during Poetry Health Service (PHS) Writing Workshop, this is but one of so many ideas that were inspired by it. The event was hosted by the amazing poet Hafsah Bashir, for Man Met Poetry Society members, and it was a very enjoyable experience. What do you think of this poem? Let me know inContinue reading “A Mask in The Road”
The rockies and home
An exploration of the meanings of home and nature, and what it means to be homeless, this poem is a ‘Stream of Consciousness’ that was written following a prompt that was given during a Poetry Health Service (PHS) Workshop that was hosted by the wonderful Hafsah Bashir, on behalf of Man Met Uni’s Poetry SocietyContinue reading “The rockies and home”
Regret
Written in a Poetry Health Service (PHS) Writing Workshop, this is but one of so many ideas that were inspired by it. The event was hosted by the amazing poet Hafsah Bashir, for Man Met Poetry Society members, and it was a very enjoyable experience. What do you think of this poem? Let me knowContinue reading “Regret”
Electrify 