The fox, the hare and the polar bear
Polaris by Simon Armitage Police are hunting high and low for the thief who nicked the winter snow. Who got their mitts on those glittery days? The Arctic fox, the…
I don't take umbrage. I take up my pen
Polaris by Simon Armitage Police are hunting high and low for the thief who nicked the winter snow. Who got their mitts on those glittery days? The Arctic fox, the…
Image by Maitane Azurmendi: Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 International Hibu Abu Nada (1991-2023) was killed along with her son in Gaza by an Israeli airstrike on 20th October 2023.…
Cancer, creativity and a family finding itself as it transitions from grief to joy. Sounds like a mini series. But it's real.
A poem for Twelfth Night inspired by The Twelve Days of Christmas and the bird life on Ormsgill Reservoir - or the Rezza as we know it in Barrow-in-Furness.
A poem for Christmas written in my new notebook with my new pen.
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…
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 belongs to the Furness Peninsula. It is our fell, our connection to the Lake District.
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…
Three poems for the new year, and how we can work together if we want to make it a happy new year.