“I was always just middle sets —
not the best,
but average…”
Tag: identity
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.
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.
Mental Health Alphabet – Written Wednesday 27th August 2025 (Aged 50)
If so,
the surgical instrument
is just a pen
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.
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 