A poet’s hope:to be like some valley cheese, local, but prized elsewhere – w h auden

I am a writer and songwriter, releasing records in the UK on my own little label Treetops Records

Music, and writing, are my first loves. I take my inspiration largely from nature and our interaction with it,but also from our interactions with one another.
for anyone interested in the songs you can listen at the katie winter and for my latest collaboration silkwinders

i have assembled my favourite selection of poems from the last couple of years whcih are published by blurb, both with the option of as an e-book

balancing leaves

the second selection of poems published last year can be bought here

the mice in the straw sack

  • Joined: February 2010

Journal

writing - where

have been a little absent of late largely because I cannot access during the day and time is against me in eves, and I really miss it. so just now wanted to check in, an suddenly confused with being sent to rb tumblr page. then couldn’t seem to find activity feed. now don’t know how to search for new writing. am I going doolally or gas rb changed, yet again? I really really miss how i…
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laser beam

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missing you

i walked sonny this evening to one our favourite places. we walked to the ford where within/without was written, and i recalled how those years back i was thinking then of my brother, before he became unwell, but his life was ruptured and out of sync. then he got sick, and the years changed, and we changed. when i got back to the car, the day was ending, the sliver of moon was clear, a tractor wa…
Posted over 1 year – 4 comments

family & friends

growing up with parents that were somewhat older than many of my contemporaries I often felt a bit of detachment from them in the sense that, they weren’t the’ lets play football together’, or ’we’re best friends’…they were just mum and dad. as my brother was several years older, I soon realised that my friends were super-important, and in many ways ̵…
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sweet privilege

it was a sweet, sweet privilege / to share the hour and the air, / to embrace the warmth around you / here, there and everywhere. / i had o…

I will disappear

admired the way the river moved, / patient and yet determined, / they way it wore the earth into a groove, / broke open the blood beneath. …

these dreams

these dreams, they must be telling me things, / things unclear, seen, or unseen, / what do these dreams mean? / tall tales last beyond waki…

pairing

kestrels freely patrol the air / above the soft blighted hill, / burrowed and riddled. / in their stations watching, / all the down below, …

missed

here is the water being sucked up by the wind, / and a sea that will never be my friend / whose silver crests fall end / upon endless end,…
sonny at dawn by uncleblack

frozen

it is bitter, and the weight of the world / could crush those unready, / with only half an eye on the weather. / saturated, i take flowers,…

first light VI

you are the first light, / the first thing I see, / even before I open my eyes, / even before I was alive. / where yesterdays feet fell, / …

low ebb XI

drifting on the surface, / the sky filled view, / upwards, downwards / there is no future. / and on the shore voices ring, / sands move, /…

no wisdom

cold. jupiter hangs like a pin, / points its eye at me, / gloved and warm, / moving into the / darkness. / the brave morning commenced, / j…

no signal

sleep comes, / and rest comes, / sometimes. / who can carry on, / when the reason has gone, / when there is nothing, / when there is no one…

Kingdom

the rooks cling in the high branches / of the old oak, as they sway / bending to the will of the wind. / it is a wild day, unlike winter, /…