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
Now,
it is time for you to leave.
Hold onto love,
hold onto the rail.
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye —
let all that pain
and mental‑health struggle
float away;
Watching it all go by —
paper love,
and turmeric skies.
Made of Doubt I am made of doubtand…not knowing,and…places where it feels likeit is always snowing.I never quite settleon the…
If you read me,
if you looked at my eyes,
you would see the words
that are burrowed deep
Contest Spent a lifewrestling with who I am —me,in the ring.Doubt and insecurityedge towards the edge,and I dip all my…
And that is,
that is what people do.
An endless gaze
is a potent potion,
Age —
age is slower than consequence,
and feelings,
just like time,
make no sense.
I had a thought
and it ran down a hill,
caught as it was
in a ball.
I feel you close by
as your memory
opens up traps in my eyes.
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 