THE QUIET COURAGE OF SAYING : I MADE THIS, or thoughts from a shy writer learning to speak up
I’m shy but I’m doing it anyway
A READING (because I’m a very serious poet, as you know…) And then lots and lots of praise!!!
A reading, and then lots of praise!
DATE NIGHT WITH MONICA BELLUCCI (cancelled due to alien invasion)
Never a dull moment with me…
STRENGTH YOU CANNOT SEE
Sick, tired, but still swathed in hope: a poem for all the who’s ever been asked whether they’ve tried yoga
DON’T MIND ME, I’M JUST BIRDWATCHING IN MY NIGHTIE!
How I mistook a Hoopoe for an owl, and accidentally joined the birdwatching elite
GOLD-PLATED GOODBYES, A golden silence
Fly the Mandarin Menace to a gold-plated moon
in his ostentatious monstrosity,
THE POETRY POLICE
I sometimes spot the Poetry Police
Standing guard over rules and regulations,
Brandishing lists of names
Like exam results,
LOCAL BIRDIES: DO BIRDS HAVE ACCENTS?
During my walk out in the woods
I heard something quite weird.
Blackbirds conversed in Schweitzerdeutsch;
I couldn’t believe my ears!