A Birthday Poem
I wrote this poem yesterday. Today I am seventy. It is never too late. The inspiration came from a poetry workshop at Manchester Maggies on Thursday. Our usual leader, Clare…
Three Poems About Conkers
It is the conker season, when the young and the young hearted scour parks and woodland floors for horse chestnuts. I have met a few people under the conker tree…
Black Combe
Black Combe belongs to the Furness Peninsula. It is our fell, our connection to the Lake District.
Then and Now
I wrote this poem for my writers group, Maggies’ Creatives, led by the excellent Clare Stuart. They meet at the Maggies Centre in Manchester every Thursday and let me join…
Twelfth Night
Three poems for the new year, and how we can work together if we want to make it a happy new year.
Two Christmas Poems of Hope
Why I write and why I hope. A short explanation and two poems about Christmas.
Access and Adventure in Lakeland
This is my entry to the Kendal Mountain Festival Open Mountain Competition. It was not selected so I am sharing it here. Background The county of Cumbria is not well…
On names and the meaning of words
Wilhelm Von Humboldt (1767 – 1835) was a linguist and a philosopher of language who tells this story about naming. A peasant was listening to astronomy students as they were…