Born in Sheffield England in 1971, now living in Portsmouth.
I have been writing for as long as I can remember.
Since starting to keep my scribblings a few years ago I have written over 100 poems...so far, a selection of which I will load onto Poemhunter.
I have a completed crime thriller novel and 3 childrens stories which I am trying to get an agent or publisher for at the moment, I have started 4 more novels, each at different stages of planning or writing.
I try to write poems as and when they appear/pop into my head, even if it's only a couple of lines, that later develop into full blown poems.
I hope you enjoy the poems I've put on Poemhunter so far.
I've recently had 3 of my poems including 'The Fate of Man' showcased by American Poet Yolanda Jackson on her website, as a guest poet on her 3 of her True-Dat-Thursday;
http: //www.yolandajackson.bravehost.com/Poems1310.html
which Yolanda posts on the 3rd Thursday every month.
Heath
The cool and chilling winter winds,
that whistle round my mind.
Are oh so unforgiving,
as my thoughts start to unwind.
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A child is born into this world,
it's body bloodied, features knurled.
Unclothed, yet warm, he's wrapped in love,
from parents praying to God above.
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4 bombs explode, inside Iraq,
39 are dead.
Planted by extremists,
is what the papers said.
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A baby born to a teenage mum,
a fashion accesory like a ring on her thumb.
She thinks it's cool, and he's so sweet.
with his tiny pink fingers, and his perfect little feet.
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A parents fear, their worst nightmare.
Is sitting alone, in a Police-room chair.
Being interviewed by P.C Plod,
About the child you've fed and shod.
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