Poetry Blogs (festival)
On being young and foolish at the second muddiest Glastonbury Festival in history.
Thursday 22nd November 2018 2:06 pm
Spell-binding hammer-pounded sunlight retina-
flinches squint-eyed revel-faces. Crowd folk lost in
head clouds slow-revolve whilst time is on leave, passing
without fail – stopping to tell me not to hurry,
moving on unnoticed, startling late-crowds with
midnights and an early, well spent sun rise. Band-lulled
we join a synchronised gyro-walk, pacing the
flow-gyratory past fo...
Saturday 6th January 2018 10:14 pm
Music is heard,
And we must reply.
A clap, cheer or whistle
Fills the room.
A clink of glasses,
Shifting feet, shuffling.
We are an abstract art,
Disparate sounds, voices
Harmonising when we connect.
A keyboard riff,
An order at the bar,
A passing moped -
A city joining in.
And I'm lost in a tapestry of sound.
Monday 25th July 2016 11:28 pm
We were nearly there
you in the driving seat
him with the map
Swan Vesta matches
Me in the back
with Giggly Sis
hippy frocks and
bright red socks
and celtic art
all off to a festival
heard about on the vine
from a bloke down the pub
with a roll up
a nose ring
dog on string
We drove between hil...
Sunday 8th May 2016 4:47 pm
On 21st November 2015, we all swing into action to light up the whole town with words and arts!
Make a day of it.. Arrive on the ELR as part of their Ales and Tales event. Come for brunch and leave your kids writing in the library
Events for all the family all day and an 'adults only' theme in the evening as poetry meets burlesque.
See the website for details www.rammylitfest.com.
Wednesday 7th October 2015 3:55 pm
Rebellion: A Punk Poem
a poem wrote about my experience at the fabulous Rebellion punk festival in Blackpool.
for 4 whole days I went there
surrounded by studs, docs and spiky hair
this is the place, a mecca where punks meet
to perhaps converse bands or politics
and drink buckfast in the street
Ignore your fashion tag!
and your right to "rebel"
instead meet some of the cider lovi...
Wednesday 4th February 2015 12:23 pm
Sunday 14th September 2014 7:57 pm
Oh wondrous River Avon
Gurgling gently and so free
On through Wiltshire to the sea
See the lanterns, hear the children
Watch their parents smile with glee
Once the festival has started
Please do not look for me
I'll be in the —anal Tavern
Hoping they've replaced the 'C'!
There is less than a week to go if you want to enter.
Wednesday 23rd July 2014 2:55 pm
She said that I looked Irish, as we sat and warmed our hands
Beating djembe herding us to sway and stamp and clap
I looked across and through the flames
That sighed and licked up over logs
Into her eyes, in all their eyes
The light: not fading, changed
Scarlet ribbons curling around
Stripes of orange a...
Thursday 14th July 2011 9:46 am