Welcome to the profile and blog of Trev the Road Poet, said to be one of the UK's most prolific traveling poets, Trev, is pictured on a wall at Ben Ghosh in the Holy Land outside a church dedicated to Mary and Elizabeth on 5 December 2016 writing poem 42 from his Pilgrimage Collection the journey home based on The Road to Emmaus, Jerusalem is in the background. Real name Trevor Wainwright: He is based in Castleford, West Yorkshire. Lives, Cares, Believes, Stubborn, Awkward, Argumentative, Controversial, all the good qualities of a poet, as in the poem I Like, and not a bad bloke really. He says of himself: I started writing poetry about events in the Fire Brigade round about 1990, and still do when I get a good memory jolt of an event, later becoming a community based poet, I have written on a variety of subjects, not all of them popular including AIDS and ME, the purpose being to raise awareness and greater understanding. My poems on the subject have been published to worldwide acclaim, and have been well received by those involved in the illnesses. I have also been part of reading teams to raise awareness of the illnesses. I like writing poems about clever buggers getting their comeuppance and the underdog coming out on top. As can be seen in the poem Bobbing and Weaving which takes its title from a poem about a prostitute getting stabbed to death, supposedly humorous, in my version the female fights back and wins, and it is based on a true story as related to me by those who saw what happened, when they stopped laughing. I also enjoy performing my poems and others, and can think of no better tribute than when having read one of my poems at an event, someone asks me to read one of theirs. I have read in front of Bishops, MP's, Mayors, Councillors, in churches, theatres, cafes, pubs, outside in the streets, in parks, one of my greatest moments was to read war poetry on the streets of Castleford to highlight the need for humanitarian aid for the victims of the Yugoslavian civil war in 1995, aid which I delivered myself, two years later I would do the same for Kosovo. In 2004 I wrote a poem called African Anguish to highlight the plight of the people of Africa and to criticise the work done by the G8 Countries, it was at the time hailed as my greatest work and sold well providing life saving inoculations for hundreds of African children. I continued to write occasionally and in April 2011 used poetry as a means of therapy whilst recovering from a cataract operation, and using the stage name Trev Cas' Lad, I took part in the Austin International Poetry Festival and Lamesa Forrest Fest where at both festivals my Yorkshire accent wit and humour endeared me to many with a hope that I would come back. After the festivals I embarked on a tour of America eventually arriving at New York having driven 4,700 miles and wrote 88 poems with material for even more. Whilst in New York the news came through that Bin Laden had been killed, I commemorated it with a poem that went down well at Bar 13 in New York. I flew home with some great memories, and began to write more poems and go to more open mics. 2012: Another American Tour two festivals, (Lamesa Forrest Fest again and McAllen Valley International Poetry Festival, my first time) and other open mics in Texas writing poems as I travelled, a total of 175 so changed my name to Trev the Road Poet and was described by a local newspaper as "A writer of light verse", the Americans loved it. The Austin festival had been moved to September, I didn't get to know this until after I had booked my trip so decided to travel rather than spend the time in Austin I made an alternative plan, I would travel to Laredo spend the night then into Mexico and to Monterrey, then across Mexico to Juarez rejoining Texas at El Paso. I was advised against it due to Juarez being one of the most dangerous cities in the world and run by a drug cartel. I took the advice did a tour of the Texas Coastline and Rio Grande Valley, capturing it all in rhyme, and meeting some great people as I went. 2013: I hit Texas again covering the Lamesa and Rio Grande Valley festivals and new open mics at which I was asked to come back in 2014. Again I wrote whilst travelling, 158 with a full total of 160. This time I was only away 19 days. As such had not registered for the Austin Festival but managed 2 days before heading out to Lamesa to do festival promotion there, I was able to meet up with friends from previous festivals after which I had a few days in Austin before heading down to the Rio Grande Valley I also was the first UK Poet to read at The Townhouse Museum in Matamoros, Mexico. I also added the title the Rhymey Limey to my list of stage names. 2014: Once more Texas and once more very prolific, breaking new ground, and doing different features I also did voluntary work for Austin Wildlife Rescue and wrote poems about it. One highlight was a visit to Terre Haute, birthplace of the great philosopher Max Ehrman, writer of the evergreen spiritual classic, Desiderata. Sat at the side of his statue I composed a poem about what was going on around me, a friend later used it as the basis for a song. In total I wrote 153 and travelled 3885 miles, bringing my total tour poems to 578 including those written on the run up, as I believe this stage is as important as the tour itself. 2015: Another tour of Texas for national Poetry Month, again doing voluntary work at Austin Wildlife Rescue. This year I had a poem published in the AIPF anthology Di-verse-ity, took second place in the Lamesa Forrest Fest Peggy Zuliika Lynch Poetry Competition, having two poems published in their anthology and three poems published in the RGVIPF anthology Boundless. The first time I have made all three poetry festivals, and been in all three anthologies. Whilst in Austin and reciting ad a bar called BD Riley's I met a man from Doncaster, 13 miles form where I live, he was working there and said the last thing he expected was to hear a Yorkshire Poet in Texas, but was glad he did. This time I wrote 155 poems bringing my total tour poems since 2011 to 733. I also garnered the nickname, Trev the Minuteman Poet due to my quickness at being able to come up with a poem. 2016 My 6th consecutive Texas tour, same main events this time taking in new fringe events, writing as I travel on what is happening around me. This time I wrote 164 poems and gave talks at schools in deprived areas, which went down well, the students really loved it. It brought my total road poems to 897, but I wasn't prepared for what was waiting at the end of the year when I would travel once more. This time a place I've long wanted to visit, The Holy Land, over 9 days I wrote 50 poems such was the inspiration, which brought my total to 947, and adding yet another name to my list: Trev the Pilgrim Poet reciting poems I written on location of the subject matter. 2017 New Years day and I following inspiration whilst watching the rain wrote my first poem of the year and 5th of my planned Texas tour, which I wrote on a pew sheet at the local church during the vicar's sermon. It is also the year I added another name that of Trev the Radio Poet as I joined 5 Towns Radio, Castleford as a presenter and added poetry events to the community activity promos. My third show co-incided with the 33rd anniversary of the Miners Strike, so I themed it as a commemoration of that and the decline of the mining industry with my own and others poetry on the subject, inter spaced with music from colliery bands. On Friday 10th March whilst taking part in Talking Zebras annual Lend us your ears fundraiser for Kirkwood Hospice, I linked together a series of poems written on the way back from Austin Airport to Castleford last year covering the journey in rhyme on 4 minutes and gained a further name "Trev the Flying Poet". Also in 2017 in April I completed a 7th consecutive tour of Texas for National Poetry Month, reaching 1,000 traveling poems and ending with 1,111 to my credit. On August 6th I began a poetry slot called Way With Words on my radio show, a 30 min slot for poets known and unknown to showcase their work and talk about themselves giving an insight to the personality behind the poetry, with help from friend promoting it before the month ended I had the slots booked until the end of the year. In September instead of celebrating National Poetry Day, 5 Towns Radio decided to make a week of it. Word went out and we received over 70 poems to play, I did 4 shows, one of them interviewing myself. At the beginning of October at a new venue it was decided to hold a write a poem and read it in a minute competition on a given theme the first one to be in November, the theme was "Gravy" I wrote mine the night before and to my surprise it won, making me "Cafe Lux Inaugural Poem in a minute winner November 2017, and I wrote a poem about it. The year ended with a final radio slot on New Years Eve where I once again interviewed myself on Way With Words calling it A Year in the Life of A Rhymey. 2018: This year I was able to add facebook live to my shows as such listeners were able to see as well has hear the guests, this proved very popular, and increased listener figures. In March in reply to a request from the project Music for ME for singers and poets to record their work for a CD to be sold to raise funds for ME Research I submitted some recording of my ME Awareness poems, and was pleased to hear they had been accepted. Plus another tour of Texas in which I attended more open mics in addition to the Austin Festival, helped establish a new event in Lamesa, called the Earth Day Festival it will run every Earth Day weekend and in between be a community permaculture study centre. I also received an award for services to poetry in the Rio Grande Valley. On my return to Castleford I was invited to join a new internet radio station, Smile Radio, as some form of poet in residence. Things went well for a few events, then it tapered off due to problems with finding a location. At 5 Towns Radio by the end of July I realised Way With Words had been running for a year, so I posted the news on Facebook, mentioning in chronological order all the guests and thanking them. Some of whom had turned up on appeal and the show was the first time we had met. September saw me win SWALK's 60 second challenge for the second time with a short stanza, a take on American Pie, called Yorkshire Pie as if Don Mclean had been born in Yorkshire, the same way I wrote Walkin' i' Barnsley as if Marc Cohn had also been born in Yorkshire, both went down well. Yorkshire Pie would eventually have four verses. October and a great moment for 5 Towns Radio. We won an award for Best Community Group, we got the most votes from the public many of them from the poetry world. I also performed at The Ilkley Lit Fest Fringe for the first time as part of a troupe led by Maria Stephenson writing teacher and former guest on my show, we had previously performed it on Chapel FM a Leeds based Community Radio Station, it went well, I had already appeared at the annual get together at Ilkla' moor Vaults, where Yorkshire Pie went down well with audience participation along with "Me owd pit clogs" a Yorkshireisation of Blue Suede Shoes. My 3rd appearance at the fest was when I was picked for the annual open mic competition, and was Highly Commended for my updated rendition of Walkin' in Barnsley, I was really pleased. There was a moment of sadness too when I heard that my friend Don Sitton radio presenter for KPET in Lamesa West Texas passed away, I first appeared on his show in 2011, and with the exception of 2014 became a regular on his morning show during the Lamesa Festivals. We became good friends each of us looking forward to my annual visit I wrote a poetic tribute to him and sent it to my friends in Texas, and read it out at an open mic in Harrogate at the exact time his funeral was being held. It was also my 4th poem of my 2019 Tour Collection. 2018 ended with me setting the Nativity and Epiphany in Castleford and giving it a modern setting. The American Gothic Rock Gospel Band Ministry of Angels provided some new music for the Castleford Nativity, readings from both went down well, particularly on my radio programme. 2019: Following on from having Jesus born in Castleford I decided to set the Gospel in Castleford, readings from this in my own style went down well with audiences, but I doubt they'd have gone down well with the church hierarchy. At one open mic I was introduced as the poet that nobody knows what he is going to say. Later after a short performance where annoyed at having arrived early I was kept while last for a 5 minute slot nearly three and a half hours I took to the stage saying it was late and I was going for the shortest ever performance there, I said my name, then "thank you, goodnight" many I told about it thought it funny they also thought the poem I wrote equally as funny, and earned me the title of the poet that nobody knows what he is going to do. March and The Hut, base of 5 Towns Radio changed hands but the programmes still carried on along with Way With Words and more newer guests were brought to the fore, but we did not expect what would happen later. April and once more I was Texas bound for their National Poetry Month, not expecting what would happen, and that it would be acclaimed by others as my best tour yet by those attending who said I had variety and presence, and they understood me more. My reply "It's only taken them 9 years". The tour included an interview on a community radio station in Austin which went well and I came away with a free tee shirt, prior to which I had enjoyed a free taco for making up and reciting on the spot, a poem about the taco bar. Lamesa saw me being interviewed by a new presenter on their local radio, we got on so well, the interviews went like a dream. My time in the Rio Grande Valley saw more good performances, and a chance to meet up with a student I had encouraged last year, she showed me her work and was pleased that I complimented her. I also spent a morning working voluntary at a Migrant Centre, there being no poetry, I went down well there too with my interaction. My accent was a hit with many, including one student who asked his teacher how he could learn to talk like me. An invite to have supper with a Mexican family in Reynosa, Mexico led to my friend Thom giving me the title Trev the Ambassador Poet, not unknown as I was once referred to as Castleford's one man poetry ambassador. May, coming back to the UK was mixed fortunes, during the last week of April a mixup saw broadband go down at The Hut leaving 5 Towns Radio of the air for an unspecified period. On the bright side there was an invite from Radio 4 to do an interview about the Yorkshire Dialect and my poetry done in it. I agreed thinking "fame at last". The interview went ahead and I was part of Tongue & Talk: The Yorkshire Dialect on Sunday June 16. I received some good comments and garnered another title: Trev the Dialect Poet. Shortly after mid June while waiting for something to happen at 5 Towns radio I contacted South Leeds Radio and was invited to join them, I recorded a pilot show called South Leeds Classics it included poetry I have yet to write my best poem for as someone once said "when that happens it's time to stop" so in the words of Dag Hammarsjold, I'll continue to break new ground. Thank you for reading my profile I hope you enjoy reading the poems too.
I Like (A Yorkshire dialect protest poem) I like to compose poetry On paper it is written If thar don't like it that's tough Wi' grief Ah'll not be smitten Cos when Ah write me poems It's nowt ter do wi' thee Cos' when Ah write 'em Ah'm writtin' 'em fer me Bobbing and Weaving Bobbing and weaving, bobbing and weaving He went out on the razzle, In his best attire This brave fighter of fire, He hoped the females to dazzle. Bobbing and weaving, bobbing and weaving Feeling cock a hoop in a female group, He gave one a push and there was a hush As she bounced back and gave him a crack, A right hook to the jaw he fell to the floor Bobbing and weaving, bobbing and weaving She certainly decked him, They couldn't resurrect him, The tension did mount He was out for the count. No more bobbing and weaving, no more bobbing and weaving To end the game The paramedics came And carried him out to the sound of his mates jeering, While the females rejoiced with the sound of cheering, And cheering and cheering, And cheering and cheering. Golliwogg's Cakewalk Some say a little knowledge can be a dangerous thing That there’s all sorts of trouble it may bring But there’s a time in life’s little games When it can shoot a know all down in flames Like when the boss asked wanting to know, What I played on my hospital radio show I said opera, symphonies concertos and more Classics from the adverts, the latest film score The ascending of the lark, Chamber music from Bach Pachelbel’s canon which is not a gun, Then I thought I’d have some fun I wonder did he expect My program to be politically correct When I said I can say “Golliwogg's” and with out doubt, It’s something the PC brigade can do nothing about He said “you can’t” I said “I can” So back and forth the words flew Like the song I can do anything better than you, I said in classic music titles you’ll find it I can say Golliwogg's but I must add cakewalk behind it Then to my delight a guy said “Trev’s right ” When I explained the boss had to concede defeat Cos’ Golliwogg's Cakewalk's a movement from Debussy’s Children’s Corner Suite
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2017 and Trev goes to Texas for a 7th time: McAllen (11/05/2017)
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