Empire of Whimsy
Poems, stories, alternative realities.
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Women Today on Manx Radio.
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Today I had a great time on the Manx Radio program Women Today, talking about all things poetry, the Oscars and performing some of my poems...
Valentine
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On this, the day of martyred lovers I recall a misunderstood comment. “One day I’ll see you live” it said. Of course it meant li...
He Shoots People
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A little while ago I wrote a poem called 31 after a day taking modelling for internationally celebrated photographer, Phil Kneen. The phot...
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Hypocrisy
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Hypocrisy, I’m sad to say, seems to be everywhere. This unfair, self-sided not sharing sentiment. It’s meant I've bent my pr...
The Lunatic Will Always Look Like A Lunatic
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I’m a loud speaker, baby. The fun-house mirror of the world. I amplify the signals. I throw back at you your words. I’m a great bi...
Magpie
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All week long I saw them. Those portents gleaming, squawking, hopping, cocked head, taunting, “Sorrow! Sorrow!”; giving warning. ...
Island of Culture Film
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A couple of months ago I was interviewed by Christy DeHaven and Dave Armstrong for a film they were creating celebrating Island of Culture....
Only Words (The Alphabet of Racism)
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Apparent Brainwashing Conquers Defenses Eventually Forcing Ghoulish Haters Influence Jarringly. Kakistocracy, Letting Meaningless Names (ON...
Indesiderata
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You looked at me and the love in your eyes faded And I realized it was this I was most afraid of. The swapping of fluids is only an ac...
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Snow Globe
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At Christmas families are reunited Even those members you’d prefer weren’t invited We stress over food, presents and reindeer sighted ...
31
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My body is my body. I’m not bothered what you think of it. It’s carried me through all these years no matter what I’ve thrown at it....
TEDxDouglas Video
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Here is the video of my TEDxDouglas performance. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kVlINYfigNw I had a ball being involved with this. I...
Inspiration
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That intake of breath Of fresh Air. Bringer of new ideas Unfair -ly mined By a dozen minds Or more. These spores of though...
Coming of a Different Age
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Strength is shown in many places: bitten lips; grey gaunt faces; blistered hands and leathered heel pads; resistance of ugly school fads...
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Nothing is Greater
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I'm Patsy. I'm Margot. I'm Daisy. I'm Zelda. I'm Tallulah. I'm Billie. I'm Janis. I'm Amy. I'm Amanda. ...
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To everything / There is a season
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A heavy hand is on the earth, restricting smell and sight and breath. Euphoria of Summers passed. Winter's bite delayed. Withdrawl ...
"At the second stroke the time sponsored by experience will be..."
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The passage of time has never been stranger than now. Objectively, I know that we still orbit the same mass of energy. We still rise in t...
Not a Popular Opinion
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I’m culturally appropriating. You’re rating my passion through the eyes of a career gold digger looking for meaning unwritten, t...
Humanity is a Virus
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Lady Gaia blew the sleep sand from her dust encrusted eye. Rippling verdantly she turned, serene in what she felt and why. Intrigued...
TEDxDouglas
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On the 10th November, I will be performing poetry at the first TEDxDouglas event. I feel immensely honoured by this and wanted to pay ...
Migranomancy
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Here breaks that wave. Awash I'm tossed from my mental enclave. At the mercy of my tidal sense current-lost inside my consciousnes...
Garnering Respect
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Iconoclasts have come, at last to save us from this drudgery. This too-easy, this clear to see hegemony. But icons as they are s...
Sick Leave
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Poverty struck me down with spore shot, seething in the only air I could afford to breathe. Setting up time bombs in my bronchioles. Tax...
Univocalism for Mark Grist
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Go boldly, Vox; not long. Toll for joy or glow for glory. Now, hop off. On words. On show. On story. Form worlds from orbs of sorrow....
Gimme Shelter
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Family
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Her face I wear. His character I carry in this body of recycled proportions. Structures of lost-long generations speaking to me in lang...
The Misty-Eyed Memoirs of Comic Sans
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We all do things for money When we’re naïve and young. They told me I’d regret it. They said the time would come When I’d want to ...
Reality TV
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Let's have a little chat about reality TV. Just whose are these realities they're choosing us to see? To mock and martyr, revile ...
She Swore
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She swore that she would love him for better or for worse. From the wedding carriage to the funeral hearse. She swore that she would l...
Choices
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Choices. We all have to make them. Which drink to drink. Which thought to think. Is this rock bottom Or nirvana's brink? H...
Garlic
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The garlic-smelling-supplement-couple. She shuffles. He carries the bags and grumpfs. Always in knitwear. Hippies, but not in the roman...
Wither Strength
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These memory-threads, they've seen it all. With sheer relief I watch them fall. These tresses teased, consuming time Created a...
Robbie (a work in progress)
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Memories bright as morning bells. Sights, sensations, sounds and smells. Midnight joy perambulations Worlds of parallel imaginations Bl...
Hog Blop
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So, this is not a poem. I am breaking with my usual style to take part in a Blog Hop, nominated as I was by my delightful sister. You can...
7 Year Bitch
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When did what we were give way to what we have become? Which straw broke the way back? When did we stop having fun? When did I start ex...
Columbina
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Fizzing, I lie here. Desirous pulses pooling. Body stubbornly not cooling. I turn to prevent my indiscretion. Auto-scolding for the sit...
Maughold
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Discoveries of coal-glowing idealists, Humour and admirable women. Leit- motifs, themes and long term schemes. Music and compliments. C...
In TIAs
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They call it a stroke, but a stroke's a caress, A present borne through gentleness. T'would be better to call it a bolt from the ...
Bis
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Our Archduke's hard to pinpoint But in rearview will come clear. I'm watching repeats of the 20th And foretelling the future in ...
Accidental
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Malformed. Miscreated. Discombobulated. Disconsolate. Bereft. Endeavours. Enburdened. Encapsulated. Entropy. Desolate. Disinteres...
The Dinner Ladies in the Chronic Canteen
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"The dinner ladies in the chronic canteen serve up portions; big, small and green. They dole out rations of little yellow pills and...
Eviscerator of Lions
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Forever fancy-dressed In costumes that hide in plain view. Self-betraying underachiever Charges forward with a smile on her face. Sleep...
A Beautiful Mind
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As older I grow, the more that I know and learnings I should share. A pretty young face and adventurous tastes can lead you anywhere. B...
Textured Echoes
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I whisper words of long lost loves and could-have-beens and never-was and remind myself of times there were when She was alive and I was...
Itsnotareal Town
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Itsnotareal Town was once a thriving centre with market-bustle busy-ness and off-season in the Winter. A quaint and happy tourist trap....
Mango Kisses
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Four words to describe what you are to me Are: butterflies; sufficient; strong and synchronicity. Knowing and accepting. As solid as the ...
Diary Entry - 25th November 2007
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Found a flower 29th October. A red carnation, on Claudio's way back from a baptism in Milan. Today, the 25th of November- it is still a...
Paris 2
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I relearned what it is like to be thirteen years old And carefully ignored my heart-shaped gaping bleeding hole. I'm free to roam the...
Reformed Character
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I think on lessons from regrets, But pride and anger interject. It's still too soon to take it back. Despite maturity's honesty ...
Lena; Jezebel; Amanda; Mail
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The mass debates that circulate On beauty, form and fuzz Revolve, it seems, on lost esteem And a bitchy, mean-girl buzz. Too thin, too ...
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