An horrific magnification of our dependence on technology. Written for a contest about Existentialism.

Lovers' Lane is witness to a terrifying incident... Not suitable for younger readers, 16 plus.

A meeting of minds.

An otherworldly presence reviews the dreams of humankind with puzzlement.

Rescuing him.

A bitter look at the preparations for an arranged marriage.

My first tentative steps into full blown fantasy. Feedback much appreciated!

Just a brief insight into an imagined culture. May develop what do you think?

A love that can never be returned...

A tribute. Guess what film I'm looking forward to seeing?

Intimacy

A confused haiku.

Drowning in your eyes again.

I discovered this in my old English book. It took me back :

The immense drama of tidying my room.

The stains I can't wash out...

Short and bittersweet

Stellar zit problems...

Kicking the habit.

Theatre brings people together...Theatre pushes people apart...

Because I think if an angel came down to bring good tidings, he'd end up busking it.

Cynical Auntie Maureen tells it like it is.

A little apocalyptic silliness.

Before you read this, I'd advise you look up 'Kiwi' on Youtube. I was inspired by it, it's immense, and if you read this first it'll spoil it for you.

The details of the seduction.

...You wait for about a year, and as soon as one approaches your stop, two or three others appear! Inspired by Wendy Cope's poem, quoted here.

That feeling where everything irritates you...

This isn't how it should be.

A reflection on the seemingly impossible.

I know, I know... and still I get it wrong

Dangerous feelings and no brakes...

Nothing matters. Just hold me.

How can I compare?

A short passionate speech. May work into it for a play. Feedback much appreciated.

This needs to stop before someone gets hurt.

Building up the confidence to face you.

This has got to stop.

Broken, dangerous, but still undeniably beautiful.

Anyone who works in a supermarket will know what I mean. The things I'd love to say over the tannoy, hehe...

Oh yes. Exactly what it says. Inspired in part by EyesEmphatic's 'Makeup Tip' poem.

A woman reflects on an affair.

A response poem to Simultaneous TickTocks' poem 'Dreamer'. Mine is standalone, but you should read that first to get a better idea of what my poem is about.

A more traditional poem looking at the problems of polyamory: loving more than one person

The joys of the Victorian Freak Show.

A short, more traditional poem about the uncertainties of life and love.

Not quite the one that got away...

...We've created a moment

You take my breath away.

Because if you did then I could hate you right back and be done with it. Not my usual style please R&R

A lover's walk in the woods goes horribly awry...

Closeness for the first time.

A poem for a fellow poet and dear friend.

Playground politics. Playground gossip. Playground chants. Do you remember?

Sometimes, in the interests of furthering a relationship, boundaries must be tested. This is an example of such an act. Still carrying a torch...sigh

A coming of age tale set in the heat of childhood summer.

An introspection on a nameless government official at some point in time.

Had to comment on an aspect of social complacency in a similar style to Roger McGogh's 'The Lake'. This is what I came up with...

A little out of season...

Yes, I am a hopeless romantic. 'Nuff said.

Or if not, they only see what they want to see...

Do they ever read these poems, the people we write them about?

Mmm...tasty!

Dedicated to all the cast of Les Mis, who made it more fun than I'm sure is legal in one show.

Imagine, if you will, a dusty church, unused since technology overtook God.

Rather random script, set in a flat. Don't know if it'll go anywhere. If you have any ideas of how this could be developed, I'd like to hear them.

A festive poem for the withered at heart.

Sometimes it's not just the clothes that aren't clean...

Forbidden contact.

A poem about what I do best.