A Slip Of The Tongue

You can’t talk your way out of this one. I know I haven’t been the best husband. I’ve not always told you how I feel, spend more time with my mates than you, forget stupid anniversaries like our first date or the first time we had a meal together. None of that makes me a…

What’s Left Of Me

You fell out of love long before our bed turned cold. For years I pretended not to notice; all the late nights, whispered phone calls, love bites, late night text messages, credit card bills for cheap hotels, gifts that never found their way to me, phone numbers hidden in your pockets, lipstick smears on your…

How Many Times Did I Cry Today?

The first tears fell when I had a  stupid argument with my partner.   An innocent remark, misinterpreted, find myself sniping, quick to anger & tears.   The second tears come when I’m finally told, after two weeks that I didn’t get a job I interviewed for,   tears of frustration; anger, self-pity, disappointment, resignation,…

The Return Of The Dirty Diva

Liz Lochhead was my first love. I fell in love with Dreaming Frankenstein before I even knew what a poem was or that I could write them myself. Liz’s words thrilled me, caused a deep low-down tickle that unnerved me. Years passed and there were many other poetic loves; Plath, Pollard, Kay, Duffy, Auden To…