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I have put together a video of another seasonal poem from A Bracken Fern. I hope you enjoy this tour of a Northern Autumn! Ingrid https://videopress.com/v/N4sTZ5Xu?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true Currently working on 2nd proof!
Cheryl Batavia, the talented author of Life in Inspiring Places and Earthly Days, has written a beautifully crafted and insightful review of A Bracken Fern. If you would like a taster of what the book is all about, do head over to gulfcoastpoet.com to read her review. A thousand thank yous to Cheryl for her... Continue Reading →
A poem best suited to this time of year, perhaps! From my forthcoming poetry collection, A Bracken Fern: Selected Poems 2020-2025.
It is my pleasure to announce the forthcoming publication of my poetry retrospective, A Bracken Fern, featuring some of my favourite poems of the last five years, including many unreleased works. The collection is due for release on 5th December 2025. About A Bracken Fern “The millrace, the mud and the midsummer sun...” Enter a... Continue Reading →
I carry worries, fears and caresall through my day, and such employleaves little space to realisethat I should also carry joy. I carry weight from many years'sickness, responsibilities,yet, in the midst of all of these,know life is more than tears. The dancing of the sunlit waves,raindrops which wet the mouths of caves,such secrets as I... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, the time had finally come for the final stage of our adventure. Our Walking the Wall for Daina challenge was almost complete. We wanted to complete it before the kids return to school in September, and also before my younger son turns eight on Sunday! A long way to get started The main difficulty... Continue Reading →
Swift as an arrow to the heart marking the start of a new adventure, cleft like a tree trunkdeft as a dartof pleasure, pain or censure. Soft as the rain at eventide,mists of the midnight massesgathering under the church to hideas the congregation passes.Feathered and framed in a picture booksky from the realms of storyread in some... Continue Reading →
With only two stages remaining in our Walking the Wall for Daina challenge, it was high time to board a train and head for Carlisle to continue the walk. Yesterday saw me return to my native town, which is also where Daina lived, and where many of my family members are based, so this walk... Continue Reading →
The heat was sweltering at noon:the Minster Bells' cascading tunecould not relieve me, seeking shadewithin a willow-hidden glade.A boat trip down the peaceful Ousewith cooling breezes, soothing viewsserved soon to calm my sun-stroked mind,such peace as weary travellers find. Later, I walk familiar wallsas summer rain, all fragrant, fallsto I find I am a child... Continue Reading →
A poem inspired by my last Hadrian's Wall walk, and the scenery and rock art of Cumbria.
Experiments in Fiction 