Fields

Keeping with the Wigan Pride theme from the week before last, I’m going to showcase a poem which has certainly been one of my most successful. It came first place in TYWI’s Pride competition in the poetry category, and it’s going to be featured in the digital Wigan Pride 2021 content (although it was recorded in 2020, so I look… quite different!) as well as being published in a couple of other places (such as in Our Paused World!), so let’s add to the list and highlight it here as well!

The Emptiness Of My Atmosphere

Just a short poem today. Sometimes, it feels like the world is far too full of noise and general existence, but escaping it allows you to enjoy some form of blissful haven, far from the concept of everything. At least, that’s what I was thinking while I wrote this poem. If you’re sick of everything that is going on everywhere, then this one is for you.

In Your Hand

If you’ve ever wondered about whether your heart simply disappears from your chest within beats–which you probably haven’t, in all fairness–then this poem is for you. If you’ve become suddenly intrigued by that thought and maybe even a little unsettled at the idea of your heart taking a brief excursion from your chest every time it isn’t beating, then this poem is also for you. If this sounds like a load of random nonsense that has no bearing on reality, then this poem may not be for you, but you can still read it. Enjoy the freedom to relish in madness!

Under The Moon

Maybe it’s because I’m in the middle of writing Reborn Bloodlines, the sequel to Twisted Bloodlines, but I’m feeling quite appreciative of the moon. It’s just inherently magical to me, in the way that it changes form every night, from crescent to full moon and everything in-between, and everything that you see under moonlight seems otherworldly in a rather beautiful yet eerie way. I’ve got a lot of thoughts, in any case, and my thoughts always seem to work themselves into poetry, so here you go!

Nerve Cells

As my brain dutifully remains in my head – or, at least, I think it does – all day, every day, I think it’s only fair that I dedicate a writing piece to it. After all, it does have to work all day. Weirdly enough, I seem to be doing even more work now that it’s the summer holidays, but my brain manages to keep up somehow, even if it does generate regular headaches. So, aside from treating it with coffee and random bursts of inspiration, I’ve decided to give it the gift of words… that it has to come up with itself. I don’t think I’ve thought this through. Oh well!

Bus Ride

I wrote this poem as part of my senior creative writer position with FOURALL Magazine, and I was lucky enough to have it featured in their seventh issue. Bus Ride takes mental health and the metaphor of an empty bus and explores the ‘road to recovery’ and how it can sometimes be very difficult to begin that process and actually let people in. I hope you enjoy this poem!

Cats Wild Excerpt

Guess what’s happening on the 1st July? Well, many different things may be happening on that day, but it’s a really special day for me because I’ll be releasing Cats Wild on 1st July! My newsletter subscribers will be receiving a nice newsletter edition of the eBook at 7 am GMT on this day, and you can join them by heading to my home page and subscribing! But if you’re interested in getting a taste of Cats Wild today, you can keep reading and check out an excerpt from the first chapter today.