Poetry Blogs (2010, performance)
At the end of everything
Some results come to gain
Thus, you can get experience
How to deal with same again
Don't think, it was so difficult
Just use your own brain
Be ready for every possible
Don't tell me "but in vain"
If you can say "I decide it"
The desert turns green
Then you'll exert success
Surely will forget the pain
Monday 4th February 2019 1:53 pm
on being reminded that I am the quiet one
slip anchor from reserve,
moon lit, night fired high,
slip anchor from all days,
forget the names of things.
drunken memory by this river,
shaping mud to make a stage;
the ecstatic risk of drowning.
cut manners, method, talk,
a hand’s perfect breadth,
cut history from the books,
write the empty page.
drunken memory by th...
Monday 5th February 2018 1:18 pm
Good Morning All
Over the summer holidays I'm bringing a Poetry Summer School to the Town in association with Ossett Arts for 16-25 year olds.
The 6 week course will feature a mix of writing and performance workshops that will culminate in a very special performance during Ossett Arts Gallery Evening
For more information see below:
Monday 3rd July 2017 11:30 am
My thoughts on paper hour after hour
When I lie in bed or in the shower
I do it all so you can glower
I'm the insignificant Poet
I stand up here and on my own
Hearing every sigh and groan
Whilst you sit and play on your mobile phone
I'm the insignificant Poet
I write it daily, profound and deep
Words to make you laugh or weep
Inspired whilst you were fast as...
Friday 7th April 2017 10:49 pm
I am waiting for the day that you will show up at my door
With a flower for every birthday you missed.
Twenty-one flowers of vibrant colors—
Turquoise, violet, “tickled pink”—
They will spread their pedals in the warm spotlight
That will touch every inch of my cold, pale skin.
The features of my face will be illuminated.
I will no longer be the infant you left—
The life tha...
Saturday 24th September 2016 1:57 am
I've decided to put some of my performance and recorded songs onto a new website - along with a future blog of poems and live dates etc. So, quite a few of the poems i blogged last year now appear on this site as either performance videos or recorded tunes (via Soundcloud).
There's a quite a bit of colour and it gives me the opportunity to prom...
Monday 10th March 2014 7:14 pm
Pop Up Poetry at the Bar des Arts in Guildford in October succeeded in raising £70 for Oxfam through voluntary donations at what is normally a free night of poetry, songs and spoken word. We had a great time, with the Leano, Cathy Flower and Steve Pottinger adding their magic to a line up of fantastic open mic contributors, including some new faces whom we're looking forward to inviting back as...
Friday 9th November 2012 10:06 am
This is a poem that was written by an old friend of mine called Paul Nunn who I have a long music association with. He heard some of my performance poetry and asked if I would record this one. It is my pleasure to have done so.
Tuesday 26th June 2012 7:01 pm
'The Men Pomes' by Gerry Potter
8pm, 29.2.12 - 3.3.12
Studio Salford, Kings' Arms, 11 Bloom Street, Salford £7 / 5
Tickets can be bought on the night at the door or bought online http://www.ticketweb.co.uk/user/?region=gb_northwest&query=schedule&venue=kingsarmssalford&month=1&day=29&year=112&interface=kingsarmssalford
Creator of Chloe Poems and writer of smash hit play 'Miracle', Gerry Potte...
Tuesday 24th January 2012 3:32 pm
Sunday 20th November 2011 8:10 am
I was recently asked to write and perform a poem about The August Riots of the UK for a 'Fight Back Debate' in which the young people of Bolton discussed their opposition to both the criminal acts of the young people involved, and the media's focus on youth involvement to the extent that young people have been misrepresented.
This link contains a video of my performance:http://www.thebolto...
Tuesday 23rd August 2011 6:08 pm
I've written this about the rising unemployment in Northern Ireland and the severe consequences of it. This is what the future will look like if we don't do something about it:
Monday 28th March 2011 10:16 am
Once-upon-a-time, a barman worshipped the Sun.
Worked nights so didn’t see much of it
but in his head he’d got stories of
the Fire God supreme,
vanquishing monsters who'd eat out your dreams.
He called the Sun ‘Hero’,
believed it had six pairs of arms,
giant wings of flame
and the handsomest nose in the galaxy.
Made moons blush
Friday 17th December 2010 1:38 pm
Wednesday 18th November 2009 3:37 pm