I began to write poetry when I was fifteen, as a way of getting my feelings into the open, and straight in my head. I was diagnosed with depression at around that time, and poetry helped me to work through all the different emotions that I was feeling.
Most of my earlier poetry is quite dark due to the process of working through the depression, though as I have got older and have come to terms with the fact that its part of me, they become lighter and move on to different topics.
I have a wide range of topics that I have written poetry about, some for family members, some about generic things, but all of them are about something that matters to me.
My most popular poem seems to be Thank You, which was written six years ago as a Mothers Day gift for my Nan who, with my Grandad, are inspirations to me and very much loved.
Shattered, broken, missing parts
Battered, splintered, this is my heart
Its over, its finished, we’re done, we’re through
Words I expected but didn’t want from you
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I am with you now because of how you felt
I won’t say a word and I know you won’t tell
I’m here for you always if you need an embrace
Can you feel my hands gently holding your face?
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I wish a happy mother's day
To a Nan who’s beautiful and kind
Just to say a great big thank you
For the love in you I find
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I’m always told that you only live once
Make the most of all you try
That fact isn’t what’s bothering me
It’s how long you live after you ‘die’
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Mulled Wine brewing, Chestnuts Roasting
Children laughing, adults boasting
Paper everywhere, furniture askew
Cards from friends both old and new
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