Tag Archives: poem

Small Charities UK

I will be filming this for Small Charities UK on 25th November with the debut screening on 8th December. You can watch the video here.

It’s not easy to think of others

When your whole world feels under attack.

But being generous is empowering – 

Giving, gives back.


We’re all learning a new way of living,

We don’t want to be misunderstood.

Kindness and compassion has its own rewards, 

Giving makes us feel good.  


We pick up the pieces of broken lives

Gently put them back in place.

We are the voice of the unseen and unheard

Of every age and race.


We restore confidence and self esteem,

To the traumatised girl and boy

With care and support and friendship,

We re-introduce them to joy.


Our charities must keep on working

It’s imperative that they do.

Whether or not that is possible

Depends on me and you.


Nows the time to give back to society

When things are really tough.

Your money will make a big difference

To those who haven’t got enough


We are strong, we are resilient.

We are the can do, the will do.

We can make our society better…

Compassionate and true.


Help us shape the future,

Support the work we do

Together we can make a change…

It’s up to you. 


London is a thriving city

Community is at its very heart

It embraces our dramas and our dreams

Its here for us to take part


This is a chill Autumn wind.

A wind of change

It dances the golden leaves off the bough

Sweeps me out of arms reach,

Turns friends into strangers.


This wind blows through my bones

Shaking loose flotsam

Makes the impossible almost possible

Pushing and yielding, reaching in and out

Becoming more than a lover


In this brisk Autumn breeze

Anything could happen

Your life could change for the better

For worse, for nothing for something or other

Only the wind knows


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