A number of my poems are in the ‘Leeds Writers’ Circle Anthology 2011′.
These two were read at the launch.
It is quite a strange experience to be sitting in the audience while other people read your poems. Particularly, given that my poems are all written for my own voice, when they are read by females. They both did a terrific job. As did every body involved in the launch – it was a really enjoyable occasion.
A small oasis set within the city,
some grass, some flowers and many, many trees.
Surrounded as it is by office buildings,
a place where I can sit and take my ease,
And then, from out of nowhere, came a squirrel
disappearing up a tree with little fuss.
It can’t have walked along the streets to get here.
I wonder if, in fact, it took a bus.
A circle of clear water,
its surface smooth, unruffled,
reflecting clouds overhead
broken only by a rock
protruding at its centre,
occupied from time to time
by a white duck with attitude,
surrounded by his harem
declaring by his stance:
‘This is my rock, my pond,
you are an intruder – Quack off.’
Further details of the Anthology can be found at http://valleypressuk.com