I started writing poetry in early 1990 having just recovered from a 20 year tranquillizer addiction and Agoraphobia. I have read quite a lot of my own poems on local radio, I have read one on television.
21 Years ago today, you showed me the door,
Because I wouldn’t do what you wanted anymore.
That day was the worst of my life,
I wanted to die, to escape the strife.
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YOU WERE THE BEST MOTHER.
Twenty years ago this week you died,
It was such a shock, I cried and cried.
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When you have spent most of your life,
Suffering from panic attacks, Agoraphobia, and strife,
The last thing you need to happen to you,
Is for your glasses to suddenly break in two.
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She read one of her poems on TV.
For all the world to hear and see.
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To all you smokers out there.
I’m not going to say, give up, I wouldn’t dare,
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