poems

  • Yellow

    The schools shut in the UK yesterday. I went to the gates to collect my younger son. I was worried…

    : Yellow
  • Upstairs

    I have spent the whole week Struggling to speak To my youngest son, who has been Quite determined to press…

    : Upstairs
  • Parsimony

    I sometimes wonder whether I spend my time wisely Or whether I squander it on fripperies Of action. What is…

    : Parsimony
  • Blank

    I haven’t written a poem in ages. My pen sticks to sketching, My words have gone dark. I’ve not been…

    : Blank
  • on realising one’s age

    I wouldn’t call it a crisis More a stasis Standing still, taking stock Did I do it, did I make…

    : on realising one’s age