Blue Butterflies by Elizabeth Gibson

For this second of eight poems on the theme of changing identity, guest editor Degna Stone writes With its rich imagery, this poem doesn’t dwell on any sense of loss but creates a fertile world where strength and beauty is found in what is, not on what might have been. Blue butterflies If my hairs are … Continue reading Blue Butterflies by Elizabeth Gibson

I Was Standing By The Fridge by Fran Edwards

I was standing by the fridge when she said "I'm pregnant" I celebrated with wine, fizzy like the bubbles of joy in my mind I couldn't believe that at last I was going to be a grandmother I smiled a lot I worried too I waited for scans and enough weeks passing to feel it … Continue reading I Was Standing By The Fridge by Fran Edwards

Guest editor call out for submissions!

Please welcome our second of three guest editors, Degna Stone! Degna Stone is a published poet who has twice received New Writing North awards, and a founder editor at acclaimed poetry journal Butcher’s Dog. She works as an Enabler for the Slate Consortia project, developing routes into creative arts and theatre for BMER artists. She … Continue reading Guest editor call out for submissions!

Three Poems by Francis Annett

Good morning on this sunny Bank Holiday Monday! I hope everyone is having a beautiful weekend. I'm delighted to tell you that today's blog features not one, but three poems from our regular group member, Francis Arnett. Francis started work as a teacher in secondary education and retired after 40 years, with many happy memories and … Continue reading Three Poems by Francis Annett

W10 by Laurie Bolger

W10 Those thick-skinned women who brought out suds and sponges in buckets, rested them in doorways,   kneeling in their slippers, they’d scrub and scrub. It was all about keeping the modest porch dirt-free daily   and looking well. The old dears of W10, so much pride. The ones who told tales of real life … Continue reading W10 by Laurie Bolger

Dinbych by Stella Wulf

Please click here for an audio recording of Stella's wonderful poem. Stella Wulf hails from Wales but now lives in France with her husband and a menagerie of critters. She has spent her life restoring ruins and is yet to live in a house that’s finished. Her poems have appeared in Obsessed With Pipework, The High … Continue reading Dinbych by Stella Wulf

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