A Simple Exchange

I wrote this poem as an attempt to try to explain the camaraderie and support within an identified community for people who are experiencing the same issues in their life. In this particular case the issue is discrimination due to race. I was aware when writing it that the discrimination could apply to a languageContinue reading “A Simple Exchange”

Why do we write? part two

In part one, I explained that whilst at primary schoolI was summoned to the headmaster. There was No explanation.No agenda, Just a request delivered by a visiting pupil-in front of the whole class“This message is for Erica,” he tells my teacher at her deskShe, in turn, instructs me: “The headmaster wants to see you now”MyContinue reading “Why do we write? part two”

Why do we write?

I remember my first poem. It was written when I was in primary school. I was taught and inspired by a visiting practice teacher,not yet qualified. He was tall with dark hair and he wore glasses. I remember a brown jacket (corduroy-fashionable then) and his encouraging smile. He was the grown up version of hisContinue reading “Why do we write?”

Life

Hi All I think that of all the topics and pieces that I have tried to write about,then the piece chosen by Mike Maher published by Publishing Well at Medium.com was the most exacting and difficult and the one that I am most proud of. Do find the link to this piece – above. MyContinue reading “Life”

Colour blindness

Poem Number Eight Colour blindness Why should we                 Search for colour? When it             just happens? A creation, that is                             something uniquely beautiful                             All around us. It was never                    meant to be Thrust            in front of us As a  ya          rd          st          ic          k  measure                   Continue reading “Colour blindness”

Heart Food

Poem Number Seven Dedicated to those who have lost their special someone With love to David’s family Heart Food Time,to nourish the bodyQuench an inner thirstCherish,building blocks of loveHeartfoodfor our souls Turn, towards the livingRemembering looksof reflectionSmiling,winsome glanceslove a spirittowards it’s heaven Laugh,the momentsonwardsEase,a memory outward Soon enoughwe all,will bejust, a passing memory.Time to liveourContinue reading “Heart Food”