Category: observation

Poetry tonight in Leeds

Quick reminder: Chapel Allerton Arts Festival poetry Open Mic at Chapel Allerton Library. From 7 ’til 10 ish. 🙂 Expect to see lots of talent on show, or maybe have a go yourself! http://www.leeds.gov.uk/Events/Pages/open-mic-poetry-night-chapel-allerton-festival.aspx See you there!

Thanks garden!

And this bowl all without leaving the garden! Now what shall I do with these? Jam or pudding?

Widdershins Whirl

Endlessly entropic Ebbing away Says the circle so bright Dares the moon in the light Of the day hale and gay So we spin and we stick To the lines drawn before To the curves of our past Salt and water hold fast To… Continue Reading “Widdershins Whirl”

Ritual, right?

Like what I did there? Ritual right, ritual/rite. Hilarious. Anyway, as previously mentioned, witchcraft has been a hot topic this week, and there has been a great deal of debate over its effectiveness and also its ultimate purpose. One of the key issues that… Continue Reading “Ritual, right?”

A Very Berated Witchcraft

An interesting debate arose earlier this week, on the stomping ground that is the social media universe. This was in the wake of Channel 4’s screening of A Very British Witchcraft. One of my good friends wanted to know, does it work? What’s the… Continue Reading “A Very Berated Witchcraft”

When the wind stole my homework

What a busy week! I received the first box of my book, A Modern Celt, a few days ago and also discovered it’s now available to pre-order through Amazon and Play. Exciting! Last night saw myself, Martin Vosper and many others down at the… Continue Reading “When the wind stole my homework”

Flashback

My boy and I, alive in the sun Ready to rumble; ready to run Swords at the ready, stick in each hand Bring on the battle; strike up the band Buses are conquered, long walks are done Park stretches green until the horizon. Sandwiches… Continue Reading “Flashback”

Gift of the Night

The gift of the night is the universe Opened up like a black tulip Petals uncurling in the light Of all the suns that ever were. The gift of the night is the universe Sky’s barrier broken down Eyes reach as far as they… Continue Reading “Gift of the Night”

Electric inspiration

Words are static on the page; like static electricity, they buzz and chirp and make you vibrate, but only direct current shocks you. Is it the same with spoken word? Do the words come with their own voltage to power you in a way… Continue Reading “Electric inspiration”

Just past twilight

Enchanted by the night Rolling lust of cloud Sighs the moon I love you. Warm summer air Climbs into me Up inside me I don’t even need to breathe The sweet violation of my lungs By bread and fumes and flowers Night blooming ecstasy… Continue Reading “Just past twilight”