James Garratt – A life lived and recorded in ink since 1992
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
Safe in the tumble down house,
with the cracked wooden unit,
as Wake Up Little Suzy plays on a forgotten stereo.
I am never interviewed
in a shirt and tie.
I am not missed so much
And all our life experience,
does
the social model
decide to sit this one out
Give Me a Taste Give me a taste,a taste of love and affection.Build mapsout of lego,then let go,swing around personal…
The loss of loved ones,
as they
disappear from your tree
I am lost…
but then…
there are a lot of numbers
for me to be lost in
I go unnoticed,
so my ego
sits in a corner
and counts all of its crocodile tears
I Am Not Gifted I am not gifted,but I know,I know I have severely drifted;becauseI am a bundle of firecracker…
it bleeds,
and my age
has fallen to its knees;
I am the queen
of talent,
that is residual
and never seen.
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 