A few English haiku about faking bravery on the back of a vespa in Saigon

Exactly what the title says. Hope you enjoy them. If you get to the end there's a short poem about a journey on an ox cart too. Haiku after faking bravery on the back of a Vespa in Saigon My helmet alertsI am tourist, in lettersand mew fear of death. A thousand thousanddrawn to this … Continue reading A few English haiku about faking bravery on the back of a vespa in Saigon

Year three

I'm at the start of my third year of writing "seriously" and my seventh year of having M.E.. I feel less than terrific about both of these things. If I compare to this time last year, when I was merrily writing travel pages, and confidently submitting here, there and everywhere, things feel considerably less buoyant. … Continue reading Year three

I submit…

Lots and lots of submissions sent today, it's a funny mix of happy excitement (they might accept) and nervous negativity (they might not) but the good far outweighs the bad. Having work accepted for publication validates it somehow; it moves beyond just being liked by kind friends, and into something that is valued by people … Continue reading I submit…

It’s kind of like a drug…..

......this writing lark. The more I do the more I want to do and the more my brain pesters me with ideas and random sparks of  sentences. I'm obsessive by nature, and easily become fixated on things. Sometimes my brain actually hurts (you're allowed to think of the Gumbies) and that is when I have … Continue reading It’s kind of like a drug…..

New course with The Poetry School (includes actual poems*).

I'm doing a couple of courses with The Poetry School this autumn (to keep me going while I save for the next part of my degree) and I thought I'd invite you to join in with reading my work and feeding back. I've always been irritated by having so little actual work on here (no … Continue reading New course with The Poetry School (includes actual poems*).