I've heard some people mention your name, When I'm stuck out here amongst the drains, The common people going about their days, I want to break free get out and escape, Graffiti walls with tags and phrases, 'Fuck the system' , 'stop killing people' And everytime I want to stop writing, Your story of determination, … Continue reading Someone to relate to.
Dear, They whisper of socialism in the streets, Yes I repeat, The time is coming... The time is near, They whisper of good will, good cheer, You wouldn't believe the things we see and things we've seen. We didn't have to pack our kids off to the fields, the men didnt have to go off … Continue reading You wouldn’t believe
He slips a grin, She watches him, He is stood in front of the fridge, Fondling magnets, All secretly, She rolls her eyes, He stands and giggles to him self, It's cute, They're cute. She walks over to see what he's spelling, He covers the space with his arm, "no not yet" Letters, alphabet letters, … Continue reading Alphabet letters #2
Dont worry if you missed tonight’s episode of @bbcnofilter on @RadioHumberside you can hear it on iplayer https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p081sblx Huge thanks to those who tuned in and listened 🙂 goodnight ! #poetry #spokenword #hullpoet
Hey guys I will let you know as soon as when and where the radio piece will be! Can't wait to share it with you a little bit about me and poetry 🙂
Do you not think that we could start again ?SometimeGo back to the parts where you winded up at mineOr does the thought of me still chill you ? Its been an emotional month one of whichI'm not proud to admit ... Do you think we could start again ? With the hi helloI am a … Continue reading This is out of my control, again.
right now I'd do anything I'd give my self away just to be heard again right now I'd do anything. I'd steal I'd beg I'd plead just to get this one thing that I need. right now I'd be more than happy to offer, all my life for love it has no price and I … Continue reading i’d give love, for arms
You said you wouldn't be like them, Come home from work , And ask why all the pots havent been done . Whilst I've been with the kids all day , You said you wouldnt expect that . You'd take the slack and be apart , Digging your nails and fingers into the sink , … Continue reading Becoming ghost.
emergency surgery : ~ my hero.. is a man in blue uniform, a name I won't recall, what I have left from being under the knife, scars are a reminder of my hero's work, he gave me chance to live my life, for what he did im really glad, I wish I could thank him … Continue reading my hero is a man in blue uniform
It's a typical rainy cold Monday in November. The roads are manic and the streets are full of students, mothers with prams and rain covers, shopping bags attached to prams bashing and bumping about. The homeless man on the corner of Newland sat with bin bags protecting him from the rain. The bus was really … Continue reading I was anxious-Part 13- I don’t hate Mondays
I walked back home, And it was cold that afternoon, Been raining since the AM, Couldn't really afford a cab, Your driving around was really handy, But you know its been kind of hard since you left, see, To see you standing there, Before you vanished like a puff of air, Your face all graced … Continue reading Flowers
Anxiety my chains . I'm shy, but not really, smile, but I'm secrectly, crying. I'm laughing! silent, but I'm chatting! . I'm shy, but not really. I'm cold, and im needy. the attention you give me smokes like fire in my belly. and im ready, when your … Continue reading anxiety my chains