Category Archives: Poems

An Odd Couple

Written and performed for my show, ‘Love, Lust and Loathing in the Bloomsbury Literati’, during the Bloomsbury Festival


Lytton and Virginia were literary lions.

They prowled around the Bloomsbury Set,

Vetting interlopers that they met,

Pronouncing them suitable…or maybe not yet.

 

Their writing set the world aflame.

Their Bohemian lifestyle banished shame.

They tipped convention on its head,

For a new life order…or so they said.

 

Who would have thought, that he and she,

Would strike up a friendship so immediately.

A connection that lasted the whole of their life

Closer than lover, husband or wife.

 

He tall and thin, wracked with crippling fear,

Terrified of intimacy…

Yet desperate to be near.

 

She of similar stature, tormented by self-doubt,

Wanting to be uninhibited…

Struggling to let it out.

 

Both driven by ambition and desire to be rich.

Both liked to gossip, ruminate and bitch,

Suffer romantic torment and unrequited love.

As long-suffering partners strove to rise above.

 

A monumental relationship,

Based on values both held dear.

A very English friendship,

Eccentric and Queer.

Freedom

Performed for National Poetry Day 2017

Take poetry off the page,

Let it fly free,

Attach to fences and trees,

Flutter in the wind of change.

 

Let poetry swirl

In the face of adversity,

Be scrawled on Billboards,

Help to build bridges.

 

Spit out the phrases

That ease an aching heart.

Offers comfort and concern,

To those who need it.

 

Extend a help-line

To the disenchanted.

To those on the wayside,

Or, in the gutter.

 

Let poetry catch

In a breath, a stride,

Break into a run…

Become unstoppable.

 

Poetry has wings,

The voice of an Angel.

Ascending, avenging

Embodying our spirit

 

Freedom

For National Poetry Day 2017 (28th September)


Take poetry off the page,

Let it fly free,

Attach to fences and trees,

Flutter in the wind of change.

 

Let poetry swirl

In the face of adversity,

Be scrawled on Billboards,

Help to build bridges.

 

Spit out the phrases

That ease an aching heart.

Offers comfort and concern,

To those who need it.

 

Extend a help-line

To the disenchanted.

To those on the wayside,

Or, in the gutter.

 

Let poetry catch

In a breath, a stride,

Break into a run…

Become unstoppable.

 

Poetry has wings,

The voice of an Angel.

Ascending, avenging

Embodying our spirit

Hatred Hurts Us All

In this week across our nation

We stand united in our call.

“There is no place for hatred.”

Because hatred hurts us all.

 

Whatever your ability or religion

Sexuality, colour of skin

This battle against hate crime

Is one we have to win.

 

Let’s educate the ignorant.

Dispel prejudice and fear.

Promote that Love is a human right,

Be open and be clear.

 

We can make a difference,

By what we do and say,

Against the intolerance and injustice,

Some people suffer every day

 

It’s okay to be different,

Lets honour who we are.

Make our world a safer place,

For all of us, near and far.

Lesbian Life

I try very hard to be a good lesbian

I preen, I postulate…I pout.

I actively campaign for L.G.B.T,

I write poetry, I march, I shout.

 

It’s taken many years to perfect my style,

The way that I look, sound and dress.

Do I like being Gay? Was I born this way?

The answer’s unequivocally YES.

 

I have to practice all the time

To improve my lesbian technique.

If you’d like to be part of my lesbian scene

I can spare a few hours next week.

 

Meanwhile, I’ll just loiter in naughty places,

Where nice girls really don’t stay,

Catching up with old friends and familiar faces,

Whilst night turns into day

 

I love my life, my lesbian life,

I’m happy in every way

That I can be who-so-ever I wish

Under the auspice of being Gay