He’s propped by three pillows
in a bed by the widow, talks to his toes
who’ve been deaf since his back

came off worst in an argument
w...

When we come face to face
with the big-headed, long-tailed gulpers
our ears tell us we’ve come deep enough

but the burst boil on my arse...

My second poem for the weekend was inspired by Vilnius. It's got dozens of beautiful churches and I've tried to capture the spirituality (although we...

With talk about the unbeatable "big four" in our news, it's worth remembering that, not so long ago, club football in England was mostly-locals in MEA...

Have you seen
the bus that's empty?
Driving by the cycle track.
The cycle track
with no-one on it.
Going nowhere,
no-one going.
Just a waste...

These conversations never end.
Repeated words still follow me again.
Every time I walk around the bend,
we talk this talk once again.
All the help...

Barking Dogs and Iraq

Two dogs were fighting on the street
Barking and biting over a piece of meat
That a third dog, passing, gobbled an...

Sat in the office, and what can I see?
Here in the office, with my cup of tea
Here in the office, they are all friendly
Sat in the office, trying to...