If so,
the surgical instrument
is just a pen
Tag: identity
The Tartan Tin – Written Tuesday 26th August 2025 (Aged 50)
I married someone once,
and the devils must have sat around
eating shortbread
from a tartan tin.
My Victorian Buildings – Written Tuesday 26th August 2025 (Aged 50)
My Victorian buildings
were built to last,
but my play was cast,
and I was sent out to sea.
Wiring – Written Thursday 25th August 2025 (Aged 50)
It’s connection,
human connection
Meaning – Written August 2025 (Aged 50)
every anniversary.
It’s a celebration of that task
Trauma Ties – Written Monday 28th June 2025 (Aged 50)
The trauma ties,
the trauma ties,
the trauma ties —
untie them, let go.
Chorus – Written Monday 28th July 2025 (Aged 50)
Where do I belong?
It’s a complicated song,
although it has
verse and chorus.
The Actual Question – Written Thursday 31st July 2025 (Aged 50)
And it is that,
the question,
the actual question,
the lifelong task.
Belong – Written Thursday 10th July 2025 (Aged 50)
Where do I belong?
And where are my roots?
A local boy
with foreign boots.
Speciality Coffee – Written June 2025 (Aged 50)
I am seasonal offers,
something for the moment,
something to try.
An exotic flavour which burns inside.
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 