Poems and pictures – two of mine.


I often use memory or images  to create my poems,  but I like images for their own sake too. I took this photo last week following an appointment in London and it reminded me of the poem about my first love.

I wrote ‘Email’ recently – I often find emails are the worst way of communicating



sifting through a mountain of words

trying to say the right thing

I don’t want to break the spell

but it wasn’t like that

I was there, seeing it all

from a different angle.


This poem came to me coming home from the Poetry School

1-DSC08404   1-DSC08408

Modern Life

Poet on the run

for the next train to Brighton

pot of misu soup slips from her hand

head first into leather bucket bag

rescued by a man from Haywards Heath

with the boring bits from the Telegraph –

Property, Motoring, Money and Sport.

mobile still has a watery window

green seaweed or is it soggy cabbage

weeps from the camera

her Myslexia diary

languishes on the radiator

but Thom Gunn’s poetry books are safe

tucked as they were into neat plastic bags

some things are destined to last.


I’m an apprentice poet of course but never stops me trying  Ann

This entry was posted in Brighton - out and about, Cheer yourself up, London out and about, Photography, Poetry - Creative Writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s