Best Contacted Poems

They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters:
These see the works of the Lord and his wonders in the deep.

From the 107th psalm




It's been the hub of the fishing industry for nearly four hundred years
And has witnessed heartbreaking...

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In the year ninteen eighty one on the nineteenth day of December
A day the town of Mousehole in Cornwall, will always remember
An R.N.L.I. Watson class wooden lifeboat, the 'Solomon Browne'
Launched from Penlee lifeboat station in that little coastal town.

A coaster on its maiden voyage had...

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'Twas the night before Christmas, all children were in bed
Elves were loading the sleigh, for Santa's big night ahead
A heavy fall of fresh snow had now covered the ground
The whole world was hushed, there wasn't a sound.

Santa went over to the stables to round up...

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To single out special people on soup is such a hard task
So many people have helped me, so it’s a really big ask


I discovered on soup there is an angel without wings
Her name is FJ Thomas and her praises I’ll gladly sing
A month after I...

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[Written during a twelve hour power cut caused by
Storms this past winter]

The storm that arrived in the depth of the night
Got even worse with the new morning’s light
Although I presumed that they’d already know
I contacted the electricity co

I asked if they knew the whole town...

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Wading through flooded streets as hurricane rain poured
A man fell into the flow when sharp thunder roared
As a journalist reporting live from the scene
I saw lightning crack through the sky, heard the man scream

“Is he homeless?” I asked the emergency crew
The director shook his head;...

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I peruse my list of ‘favourite poets’ and sadness comes over me
My writing partner Darren Watson – his poems I no longer see
We wrote together as Jadazzle United
Had such fun together I was so excited
Then he became ill and writing together ceased
He contacted me in...

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Dear Poets, 

I know for certain that I can never thank all of you enough for the supportive comments and messages you've written over the last 16 days. Each one represented a 'Get Out of Jail" card, letting me know your thoughts were with me....

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After witnessing a murder meant for me after surviving a car bomb igniting my skull crushed my face bruising my brain i received threatening calls from my husbands mistress I'd reported break ins strange behavior from my husband fearing my safety his mistress who worked...

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When we so chose, to manifest on earth, 
Stirrings of love divine, brought forth a pulse;
Our innate aliveness, bubbling with mirth,
Humming resonation with God’s impulse,
Feeling by touch, each offered sensation,
In playful, blissful, childlike innocence. 
Heart outpoured joy in spontaneous verse,
Soul aligned as one with all...

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So I found my decipher placed 
on a site on cyberspace 
with my name replaced 
by a fake disgrace 

the rhyme I’d written 
where I hadn’t been submitting 
now get ready for teeth gritting 
yours too has seen a submission 

Listen Soupers were all in...

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In mania, the body unbinds itself.
The skeleton’s dense marrow becomes hollow,
an avian adjustment. It is accelerated evolution.
Fluttering and floating in a slew of thoughts
like nervous wind chime chatter.

My brother blew in through the rattling gate
accompanied by October’s cruelest gale.
Eyes unwillingly wide, levered by a crowbar
his...

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‘MY BROKEN HEART’
Poem to Richard Madeley and Judy Finnegan

Here is my heart, broken in two.
Because I lost my chance to appear with you. 
The greatest chance of my life, I’ve ever had,
To talk about my writing although it’s sad,
To meet denise again, the signed photo...

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It was many years ago now, before my wisdom teeth
had forced their way through my big mouth, they were still underneath.
I had an awesome job within the motor industry;
not building them, but selling: an ‘Executive’, was me.

We had more than one franchise and we covered...

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As I looked upon his face it was very recognizable 
I had seen the hollow look in my own eyes many times
I knew this wasn’t just another poem request
He wore the face of death and instantly my heart sank
There is nothing worse than learning a...

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