Written during the Rochester Literature festival 2015, at the Nature Girl workshop hosted by Carol Donaldson. Carol showed us some ideas […]
This piece was written during Rachael Hale’s writing workshop at the Rochester literature festival. We were asked to select one of the museums […]
This concerns the contrast between the magic of the swans, their beauty and grace, within a historical context, and the fishermans hook caught in the face of the swans beak, left alone by his peers.
Caught red-handed, having fun. . . Some might say the amount of pleasure I derive from ‘brambling’ is disproportionate. But I’d say they’re wrong.
At the opening event of Wandering Words at Creak Creative in Faversham I miss Heard Dan Simpson as he read a poem and the word I heard reminded […]
This is one of a series of poems resulting from a collaboration between Sibel Gul, a talented photographer based in Rochester, and Derek Sellen, writer. The images all relate to the Medway area. […]
I am struck by themes of ‘blue’ at the moment and want to explore this in a range of poems this weekend at Magna Carta Festival in Faversham. Bluebells still abound, a promise of something more […]
A poem arising from a Wandering Words commission to make some writing in response to the Lordswood area of Medway.
Inspired by R.G. Cash, ‘Dew Ponds and Doodlebugs, Walderslade within Living Memory’, Lordswood Library.
This poem is a Pantoum. It is a difficult classical form where the 2nd and 4th line of each verse become 1st and 3rd in the next and so on. Each line must hold the same key words and can either […]
Three poems about an orchard in Teynham: ‘Pioneer’, ‘All that remains’ and a haiku ‘The orchard in November’
I am coming to the end of a month of writing, talking, thinking about orchards, and how they grew up along the A2, the road that I live on. I go […]
Gordon Allison and Steve Gordon were managers of Elmley Marshes nature reserve. Both were kind and generous men who lived for their work and loved Elmley. Both died at the reserve in their early […]
I was lucky enough to be given the opportunity to stay the night on Elmley Nature Reserve in one of the fantastic shepherd’s huts over Easter and […]
A short eared owl dogged me at Elmley, everywhere I went, there it was. Floating over the sea wall, landing on fence posts, on the ground, feet […]