Poetry

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…

Keep Calm

The world can be so serious, Life can be so delirious.

One Day

Why do promising days first sprawl before my eyes so full of early promise, then fail to materialize…