Dreams of Children by Ralph Dartford

Dreams of Children Walking up the hill to the poetry class, talking to myself as if a mad man, of how tonight I will encourage the students to write vivid and historical verse. I’m trying to remember the words to Strange Fruit and also to turn my willpower over to a god of my own understanding. It’s … Continue reading Dreams of Children by Ralph Dartford

Britannia Corner by Rob Walton

britannia corner and so it came to pass that all roads lead to scunthorpe and brumby and ashby and frodingham and crosby and the five villages chose the choicest name and all the people moved to scunthorpe and it was the hub and centre of all the new good things made from iron ore and … Continue reading Britannia Corner by Rob Walton

Brick : A Love Poem to Middlesbrough by Scarlet Pink

BRICK: A LOVE LETTER TO MIDDLESBROUGH My hometown Pulls me down Builds me up Brick by brick Piece by piece Chrysalis Colours fly Orange Pip Butterfly   My hometown Pulls me down Builds me up Brick by brick Piece by piece I transform   Who am I?   Home was a townhouse then. Back in … Continue reading Brick : A Love Poem to Middlesbrough by Scarlet Pink

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