Poetry: Vanilla

For Sassy, may his curses all come true I’ll smile my smile Haven’t made Greek food for a while Vanilla coke to try West End by the by The days roll on and joy knows Where she’s wanted and there she goes Sassy stripes and Starbucks swipes Financial freedom and email fights Loving the hospital…

Poetry: Our Tree

Dear Knife Ears, thank you x Licorice tea and hot water bottles are lovely But it’s the message that means the most to me Kindness, care and saying you think I’m pretty Those are things that make me feel safe and free To be me and for you to be you and for both of…

A Letter To Batman: Inexplicably Team Jacob

Dear Batman, I suppose you’re probably wondering – why here, why now, why a letter? Well, to be honest, it’s just that it’s been a while, and I know you have slightly dodgy internet these days. It’s also that I’m so proud of you, it’s amazing to watch you go and literally fight fires. You’re…

Poetry: Who I Am

Money is all well and good But love is what really makes me Breathe deeply Smile And get to work // There’s nothing quite like the feeling of Trying to make someone else happy To soothe the troubles in my soul I love it So much // So I’ll do what it takes to be…

Poetry: Cathedral Of Leaves

Plinth of stone and light flickering through leafy trees A girl and an elf in embrace and taking their ease Under a cathedral of leaves in a summer sweet breeze Beauty offered up on an altar to whom they believe Will hear sighed prayers and breathy pleas Pollen on the wind from all around the…

Poetry: Grief

Grief runs heavy and thick Like treacle or molasses Sticky in the mind Intrusive and encumbering Throw myself towards it Break into and through it Broken pieces of a jigsaw puzzle That reform and reshape Belief in self, world and future Beck and call on me If you need a hand I’d like to help…

Poetry: Elves Surmise

For Knife Ears, I hope you feel better soon x Red and white wine suprise that pretty elves surmise Will thread through my heart sweet strings and prise Open my lips and my mind I feel is unravelling Prayers prepared for the tracks we are travelling Crooked smiles and fire lights Ballet dancers taking flights…

Poetry: Fairy Fair

For Puck x It’s a jaunty look and cock of the head A strut for which Puck is well prepared Guiding elven bucks and wenches To places sweet and unpretentious His cheeky grin and golden locks Belie the naughtiness of his thoughts But what else could be expected of such a mischevious fairy Pretty eyes…

Poetry: The Theories

For Myouou, with many thanks x Blessed completion of tasks sweetly won A moment’s rest after a semester’s work now done Refresh, reload and re-engage The beat of the drums in the halls of power and pathways of the mind Will grow ever louder and as the theories and theology of the brain Carve pathways…

Poetry: Cupcakes

For Leo, happy birthday! Cupcakes are like tiny bursts of joy We experience them in a way we don’t experience Other kinds of treats Something special Perhaps because they’re individual treats It should always be one each Because sharing a cupcake is the most intimate thing Closer than a kiss, it’s like splitting a soul…