A poem in a new anthology

I received copies of this wonderful little anthology at the weekend! You can buy it directly from The Emma Press, I’ve heard that it’s already on the shelf at Waterstones and it’s also available from Amazon, where there’s only one left in stock: https://www.amazon.co.uk/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=The+Emma+Press+Second+Place+Rosette The poems in this book are varied and fabulous. Mine is […]

Skyful of Hope

On a moist and mizzling day, my skin is pearled with gossamer mist, eyes wide with the expanse of grey above me, dotted with a scattering of distant birds. There is only emptiness and portents of winter in the yawning sky, and the days seem filled with loneliness. But when evening comes and the cloud […]

And not forgetting the mist

If I should forget you in the mist of growing old I’ll remember to grasp that mist and not let go. I’ll weave the threads between my fingers, tie knots to help them linger just a little longer to remind me of the autumn mist along the coast and the first time we kissed. Kim […]