An Anagram Poem — ROBERT CHARLES God how I loved you Right from the start A friend, a friend For me I gazed at your name And saw anagrams Of all I thought could be Saw breath and beach And heat and heart And stable, cheer And reach I saw coral and larch And close and best And…

To poem to my son, Harry — Switch off the lights, for God’s sake And clear the decks and halls Bring me candles, hide my age And mute the busy malls Lay some carpet, lay it thick Let there be hushed tones Slow my heartbeat, stop the tears Harry’s coming home You know those lines beneath my…

A poem — Bill Duffy isn’t dead Sheltered housing, Royal Free Alone in a hospital morgue No next of kin, no one to call Bill Duffy isn’t dead You didn’t cash the cheque I sent Unusual for you I called, I wrote I spoke your name Bill Duffy isn’t dead I gave up…

A request — Dear poetry writers on Medium, I have a request. I suspect I am not alone in finding it harder to read double-spaced poetry. Below are two verses from a poem I wrote recently, first without double-spacing and then with the default option. You can find the complete version here: Bill Duffy isn’t Dead A poemmedium.com They…

A poem. Plus a single recommendation if you are losing it. — They worked so hard to kill me And now they think I’m dead They’ve gone and laid tarmac Right above my head There have been times I’ve wondered Am I really dead Trapped in some strange underworld Of dark and fear and dread? But then I change my thinking There is…

What it was like in the 1960s for an undiagnosed female child on the spectrum — I didn’t mean to hurt you Make you look a fool My brain wires were all muddled I thought that I was cool I could read the fastest I could spell the best Memorising all the stuff The teachers set for tests I needed to be taught A lesson so you…

A poem I wrote for a frightened loved one. — If you age like your mother And forget stuff and get Suspicious, forgetful and mean I can’t promise but I think I’ll still love you If you grow old ungracefully Wear socks on your head And three pairs of trousers to go up to bed I can’t promise but I think I’ll laugh with you…