Bird strike

January 21st, 2017, Queen’s College dance studio:   I am looking at your outline, grease on glass, no blood. Just surprise, caught in the act, snap shot, snapped neck. Still beautiful. Delicate down imprinted on man-made barrier. Invisible destruction, relentless momentum, impact statistics.   Up to 1 billion birds die from window collisions every year... Continue Reading →


Just health

I’m sorry, I can’t come out today, I slipped on a wet patch of regret, Fell down a flight of despair, And broke my confidence bone.   I’ll be walking on crutches of self-care for a while, Because the mental resonance imaging-scan showed, That my anxiety ankle got twisted again, Which in turn sprained all... Continue Reading →

Ghost story

This is a ghost story. So, gather round and listen closely.   It began months ago, As darkness was descending, I sensed it first, hair-raising wave rippling across my body, Breath suddenly visible, spindrift chill of long forgotten pasts, So heavy in the air and in my bones, that lungs and eardrums felt submerged.  ... Continue Reading →

Vogon Poetry Slam 2019 – L.O.V.E.

I’m here to report our findings on the L-strain of the Oxytocin Virus Epidemic, Which has the World Health Organization in a panic. Our latest study of carriers has clearly shown, The hormonal rollercoaster to which they are prone. Initial indications were, the males are largely driven by testosterone, While the females are mostly governed... Continue Reading →

Just one more

Influenced by Johann Hari & Matt Haig. “The opposite of addiction is not sobriety, but connection.”   I wake up to buzzing of TV static in my head, Drowning out memories of where I spent the last few hours. Coping mechanism turned demon, binging on my episodes. Taking control when I can’t bear to hold... Continue Reading →


To the man at the swimming pool: You are a … dandelion.   All teeth and predator, And deep-rooted weed, Spreading seeds across gardens you have no claim to.   Only constrained by winds of whim, The broad netting of commandments, But not the cross stitched in your skin.   The toxic orchard, women you... Continue Reading →

This is not a Brexit poem

According to recent polling numbers 48% of poets have written a Brexit poem.   Let me be very clear: “This is not a Brexit poem!” This is not me giving voice to the anger and doubt How I’m the ‘right kind of foreigner’, who won’t be thrown out.   There’s no need to repeat, Experts’... Continue Reading →


This is a battle cry, a call to arms, To those who’ve been, for years, alarmed, By what – in latest study estimations, Could be affecting half the nation.   A two-class system furtively introduced, Us to ghosts of our former selves reduced, Until we learned that this subtle oppression Causes sleep loss, cancer and... Continue Reading →

Stage fright – A tribute

It always starts … with silence. Tense … tense … silence. Darkness. Mostly. Anticipation, grossly Straining the drumskins in your ears, bordering on fear, But then … you hear it …   Quietly at first, but growing like a thirst, And each swallow harder and louder and louder, Your head now the drum, the noise... Continue Reading →

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