23/04/2018

As is often the case, when I was struggling with depression, my family struggled with me. This poem is for my amazing mum – enough said.

I’m afraid that I’m going to start posting regularly again! The last couple weeks have been hectic – I hope that things begin to clear up a little, so I can remind you all of how not to write!

Anyway, enjoy this! Or don’t – it’s a free country!

All the best,

H

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12/04/2018

My mum asked me to write a poem for her about my grandma, who as some of you may remember, passed away in January. It’s taken me a while to write about this because if truth be told, I found it difficult to find the words. Who knows, perhaps I’ve found them now. This is a work in progress that I will most likely continue to revise for a long time to come – I don’t think that I’ll be able to do such a wonderful spirit justice any time soon. Anyway, here’s my first draft:

All the best,

H

04/04/2018

Inspired by a moment from my bartending days. A boy and a girl meet by chance, and spend an evening talking, laughing and adoring each other’s company. They did not leave together, and they didn’t even swap numbers to the best of my knowledge, so I have no idea if anything ever came of this, but the fact remains that they both left with the most wonderful smiles on their faces. This piece is untitled so far – suggestions and improvements welcome:

All the best,

H

04/04/2018

I’m just sitting here with my notebook trying to write another little poem for you all, and I seem to have come down with the most incredible writer’s block. As I’m sure that many of you are aware, writers block can often turn into the nastier writer’s doubt, and I find myself wondering if what I write is actually any good at all! This burgeoning blog is something that I have been tasked to set up by one of my lecturers, and I’m thoroughly enjoying the rhythm and structure that it sets for my week, but I would just like to ask you, my followers, about what helps you to write in the wonderful way that you all do.

How do I write poetry? Is mine any good? Do you have any tips?

I would love to hear from any of you.

All the best,

H

02/04/2018

On this day in 1982, Argentina invaded the Falkland Islands. The resulting conflict lasted until June 14th, and claimed the lives of 649 Argentines, 255 Britons and 3 Falkland Islanders.

Whatever your stance on this war, take a look at this poem, written as the war raged:

Poet unknown

War, no matter how short and regardless of side, never changes.

All the best,

H

29/03/2018

This is a poem from a darker period in my life. To be truthful, I’ve been a little apprehensive about sharing this one, because it’s not an area of my mental past that I’d like to revisit! However, we should never forget our pasts, no matter how painful, and we can learn something from every kind of experience. Now, before I spout any more painfully obvious wisdoms, here it is.

I hope that it brings some kind of comfort to any of you who have suffered as I have suffered, or to those who continue to struggle with any kind of depression.

You will never be alone.

All the best,

H

16/03/2018

Today marks 50 years since the My Lai Massacre, which took place during the Vietnam War. To this day this event remains one of the greatest atrocities ever perpetrated by the U.S. Military, with between 347 and 504 Vietnamese civilians murdered, raped and mutilated.

Here’s a poem about this controversial war that raises an interesting question in my mind -does any soldier ever truly return home? Are they able to forget the things that they’ve seen, or the things that they’ve done? Having been around a number of military men and women in my life, I’m not confident that the answer to those questions is yes.

May whichever God that any of you subscribe to have mercy on the wicked, and grant peace to the victims of past, present, and future conflicts:

All the best,

H