My name is James and this personal website is an attempt to archive my writing which predominately is (under a loose banner) poetry
I started writing things down at the age of 17 in 1992, initially with no other idea of plan then to keep a record of my thoughts and feelings. Given my growing up experiences it felt like the perfect way to apply some self help therapy
Notions Of Happiness – Written Monday 10th November 2025
when the years were much less,
we would sit around and hope for the future,
suckling on checklists.
Middle Sets – Written Tuesday 21st October 2025 (Aged 50)
“I was always just middle sets —
not the best,
but average…”
Let Go Of The Chain – Written September 2025 (Aged 50)
Let go of the chain,
but even then
I am entangled,
like everything is just too tight.
Play Pretend – Written Thursday 11th September 2025 (Aged 50)
But on my own,
the crowds — all the crowds —
they just leave me feeling alone.
A Long Lost Bed – Thursday 11th September 2025 (Aged 50)
The constant noise,
a buzz, a hum,
I am sure that we all have one.
Empire Children – Written September 2025 (Aged 50)
In the late Victorian era –
and in the early part of the 20th century
they built schools,
and they had wooden desks
How I Fell Down On The Home Straight -Written Tuesday 26th August 2025 (Aged 50)
but I lower my eyes to half-mast,
and I realise I am the captain of my ship
it is me who needs to take charge,
and resolve these relationships anchored in my past.
Psychiatric Hospital – Written Tuesday 26th August 2025 (Aged 50)
I look around at all these other people,
and they are in similar boats,
but I notice their smile
and how they create an aura of plain sailing
Unsaid – Written Tuesday 21st October 2025 (aged 50)
We hang onto a world
that is choked by its own papal smoke.”
The Weight of Ignorance – Written September 2025 (Aged 50)
The weight of ignorance
will cause them to drown.
