Party Song by David Medd

And finally, the last poem chosen for us this month by guest editor Jessie Joe Jacobs is a fantastically bitter persona poem from Dave Medd. Party Song History. You can keep your bleedin history. It aint mine. Deny all knowledge, lineage, bastards. Who cares who screwed who in bed or battle. Pigs have got it … Continue reading Party Song by David Medd

Turning The Tide by Tony Gadd

Proud men of Hendon, Pallion and Panns, ‘short time workers’ of dying shipyards Scavengers of fuel, the Sherpas of the north, sea coalers beating a different path Suited, booted, flat cap too, winter an added donkey jacket and scarf, for the human mule Expeditions on his Elswick bike, his pit pony, his workhorse, just a … Continue reading Turning The Tide by Tony Gadd