C.R.A.S.H D.O.W.N – a poem about……..

Catatonia erupts around me Resulting in pessimistic responses Abnormality of mindset Sends negative vibes outward Harbouring thoughts of resistance. Depression bites into my soul once more Opening old scars from yesteryear Widening the gap between pain and calm Nulling everything I feel.

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H.Y.P.E.R A.C.T.I.V.E – a poem about…..

Heightened senses positively awakened Yearning to entertain everyone near Parading around like a happy clown Energised by the influx of serotonin Revelling in the attention Acutely aware that this mood will not last Coming down isn’t within my control Terrified by what’s yet to come Ignoring my instability Vicariously watching the world around me Expecting …

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When we Are Not as One – a poem about………..

Apart – my world feels such a lonely place, I am truly lost without you, yearning for the feel of your sweet embrace, a touch so slight, ignites my aching heart and allows it to beat with a passionate vibrancy, it lives, longing to be drawn into the pool of your eyes, absorbing myself within …

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Creative Waste – an interview with Richard Archer

Richard Archer, hugely talented Walsall poet is set to release his new collection of poetry and stories 'Creative Waste' on Saturday 24th February at Southcart books. The event is part of a triple book launch including my own book and one from Matt Humphries, with that in mind I thought it might be fun to sit down with …

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Angel – a poem about…………

You are an Angel connected to my heart, not one spoken about freely via some religious dictation, but, a sentient being for whom I have a fixation despite my mental dilation, I feel you in my reality, sensations magnified when I hold you in my sweet caress, longing for the moment to never end. Sweet …

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Sing – a poem about…………

Shackled within this blackened tomb ignorant silence rains downwards on me as I long to hear my Mother sing. Sweet lullabies soothe my angry mind melodies recited with a measured responsibility how I crave the sounds to present calm. Catastrophic storms erupt within my weakened existence intent only to bring forth sufferance taking delight in inflicting …

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