I recently made a decision that’s been very scary for me. I decided to start a “Buy Me a Coffee” page.
This is a page where you can read some of my poems. Some new ones, and some old favourites.
Readers who enjoy my work can donate a small amount, similar to buying me a coffee, which helps to support this site’s running costs. I am incredibly grateful for any support shown, and have been blown away by the kindness of people who enjoy my work.
If you’ve ‘bought me a coffee‘, thank you so much. If you would like to visit the site, it can be found here:
Last week I had a week off my 9-5 job, so we’ve made the most of it; clearing out the house and shed of things that went either to the charity shop, or the recycling centre – the tip to my fellow Gen X-ers. We managed to travel to the beach on Monday, after Sunday’s closure for a half marathon, and I even managed to run to some chips for us both. This was followed by getting the lawns and garden at Bob Manor ready for winter, which surprisingly didn’t take as long as last year. It’s obviously thanks to my preparation and organisation this time. No stress or swearing either; result!
Midweek, we took a road trip to Glastonbury. Truth be told, it’s like a second home to both of us, and there’s so many great shops that sell all sorts of witchy supplies, books, and tarot cards. Need a new Buhdda or Ganesh statue? They’ve got you covered. I got some lovely pictures of our trip, (which I’ve put up on my social media). It was a much-needed and somewhat serendipitous event; you see, we had planned this trip weeks ago, and chose Wednesday as the most appropriate day. Unbeknownst to us, it was exactly the same date as we’d last been to Glasto, three years ago.
Then to finish the week off, “On The Dole” Magazine #1 dropped in America carrying one of my favourite pieces – the Dark Poets shortlisted “Hello Old Friend”. So, all in all, along with some local trips to the market, a local church for some photos for a good friend, and pootling about, it was a very restful but productive week.
Our local market, where I can usually be found on Saturday mornings, drinking coffee, always provides great conversation. Last week, I went on Friday instead and saw a gentleman who’d brought his birds with him (see attached below, as proof). It was amazing.
I’d like to take a moment, if I can, to say thank you…
To those of you that take the time to visit my website. I’m genuinely blown away every month, when I see just how many people are going there to read my scribbles, and to see that you’re from all over the world. It’s amazing for me to think of that… and it’s always appreciated.
The other day a poetry group I have been lucky enough to have been shortlisted and published by called Dark Poets Club (link at the bottom) set a new competition out. Called “ Small space, deep impact challenge”
Basically you have 50 words or less, to wow the judges with your best scribble (poem), while leaving a powerful, lasting impression on the reader.
I think this going to be my most challenging project yet. In fact, I’m not sure I can even manage it, as it’s not a lot of words. The up side is that, as I’m allowed to use my “dark passenger” style of writing, that I’ll be free to get dark, and certainly not have to play nicely. it might work out. It’s certainly going to be fun trying, plus I’ve nothing to lose.
I’m pleased to announce that a project I’ve been privileged enough to contribute towards is on sale now.
“Fragments of an Unquiet Mind” is based on mental health and Identity. Mental health is a subject I’m passionate about as I’m sure you know from my scribbles like Cold Kiss, or Gone. So I had to throw my hat in the ring to raise awareness of mental health.
The money raised from the sale of this book is going to Wiltshire Wildlife Trust, and if I can help raise a bit of money for charity, it’s a win win situation. As far as I’m concerned.