Doggerel for the Discerning

Over at that wonderful organ, The Yorkshire Times, another poem in the ‘Doggerel’ series has surfaced. Last week, the title poem from ‘My Camel’s Name Is Brian’ was front and centre (copy and link below with a favourite photo of Ian McMillan at Tullie House last year), but today we’ve gone for ‘The Thoughtful Little…

The Sad Tale Of The Reckless Rhubarb

This is the second in the series Doggerel for the Discerning currently appearing over on The Yorkshire Times website … The Sad Tale of the Reckless Rhubarb ‘Twas on a clear and moonlit nightin Castleford’s green fields,the stick of rhubarb’s mind to thoughtsadventurous did yield. And turning to his nearby love,he made a solemn pledgeto…

The Tripe Hound Of Little Ormstonmere

So pleased that the Yorkshire Times are going to give some of my dafter poems a regular weekly airing as Doggerel for the Discerning starting with the classic Tripe Hound of Little Ormstonmere … #TripePoetry The Tripe Hound Of Little Ormstonmere Amongst the dark foreboding hills of ancient Lancashire,the eerie howls rolled down the moors…

Quick October Update

An opportunity has arisen to write for The Yorkshire and Lancashire Times on the internet. The poetry blog entries I upload here on WordPress have attracted the attention of a group that publishes news, arts and literature features on the web and I have been asked to supply the occasional piece for circulation under their…

Fledge #Poetry

It’s Sunday morning. I’m nursing a cup of coffee after last night’s excellent Verbalise featuring Big Charlie Poet and many other local poets who made Saturday evening in the Warehouse at The Brewery a really memorable occasion. We don’t often manage a photo, but there were so many folk reading who I admire that it…

September Update #Poetry

I was thinking about the range of writing I’ve done over the last ten years and felt a bit sad that I’ll probably never write another school musical like the series I worked on with Anne Pater from 1996 to 2012. Every couple of years, we’d perform them with a thousand kids over a week…

You wait for a bus and then half a dozen come at once …

Very pleased that I seem to be riding a wave of luck with the dafter poems at the moment. Tripe (in Northern Life Magazine), The Copenhagen Interpretation (in Blue Nib), Aberration (in Picaroon Poetry), Cosy (in Spillwords) and Toast (in Three Drops From A Cauldron) all making the light of day this last fortnight. There…

Raising the Profile of Tripe Poetry …

… in the May/June issue of Northern Life Magazine : ) Tripe ! Amongst the dark foreboding hills of ancient Lancashire, The eerie howls rolled down the moors o’er misty peatland bogs, To echo round the cobbled streets of Little Ormstonmere And cause the good folk there to stare and shudder in their clogs. For knew…