Autumn glow
After reading Lisa Hassan Scott’s various pieces in response to write alm’s November writing prompts I took a look at the […]
my poetry
The Swing
The Swing With aching limbs and clicking joints I climb onto the swing. I push the air with straightened legs,
The power of descriptive recognition
My husband and I often have discussions about praise. He is wary of it. I don’t tend to be. I
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Poetry and play dough on Mothering Sunday
I wrote this a while ago, but (as usual) never got round to posting it up straight after. So, seeing
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Rejections, recognitions and reaffirmations…
In the past month I’ve received one rejection of a poem from a magazine editor, one acceptance of a poem
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Childhood sweetheart, oh, how you shine in this city of mine…
It was lovely to have this poem published on the Dagda Publishing website (fairly) recently, http://dagdapublishing.com/2012/12/19/childhood-sweetheart-oh-how-you-shine-in-this-city-of-mine/ since I greatly enjoyed
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GRIEF it has withered me, hollowed me out;
It is ironic that a poem of mine (a triolet) about grief is about to be published whilst I am
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A poem and an article in Juno
As family life is forever busy I sometimes forget what I’ve written, until I happen across it online, or in
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A guest post about the creation of ‘The Ballad of the Beach’
I was really pleased to be able to liaise with Lisa Hassan Scott so that a piece of my writing
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A few words about ‘Musings on Mothering’
Four of my poems appear in this anthology: Baby’s First Feed The Cold Cup of Tea The Daffodils The Ballad
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From those days in London…
Beautiful Girl on The King’s Road, London Looking back on the scene, Well I knew I was right; I was
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