Poetry

Cally Starforth Hill – Poetry collection

You can find more of Cally’s work on her website here. DAY   You announce yourself at sunrise without a name familiar but blank as a new born I have no choice must invite you in   you smile, but will it be a false one? empty eyes will I climb to your heights or […]

Darren Anderson – Poetry Collection

I started writing poetry when I was about 11 years old when I heard the voices in my head. Poetry was the thing that kept me going and helped me express how I felt.

Sun Song – by Rachel Scholfield

Sun Song   The food, the flowers, the family, the friends Morrie and Joan’s back garden, back in The suburbs of North London.   Today – a sunny Devon garden.   Full blackberry baskets on Barn Hill Not last year’s small and wormy Big, juicy, – the leaf and shell tin for 9 small pies. […]

Tools To Escape

Tools we use to escape, Alienated for the last time, I’m recharging on cherries, Aces are wild

Orchard – A Poem

This poem draws on a memory of working at Redhall Nurseries, a project owned by the Scottish Association for Mental Health. It was a perfect autumn day and the work and outdoor setting led to a feeling of being fully present and alive whilst having a connection to the past.

Please Stay

I had a friend that committed suicide. For years, when I’d think of him, I’d cry. I cried because he was such a bright light, a sensitive and loving soul and he couldn’t see it.

My Bucket List

I seen it in a movie once, the person made a list, All the the things he wants to do and all the things he missed…

So Familiar

Another layer of sadness, another layer of shame, I bring it on myself so I’m the one to blame…