Cerowyn Browne: Grandmother Beech Tree
At this time of year as it is easy to just mournfully flick through photos of your summer holiday on...
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Stacey Anderson: Field
Sat alone In a field Surrounded by fields The leaves are green They sway in the wind The grass green...
Cerowyn Browne: Nizam Speaks
Nizam is a school teacher and poet from London, and wrote this poem when he was struggling with depression. I...
Stacey Anderson: Bird
Soaring High in the sky Looking around Enjoying the view The houses The hills The trees The people The sky...
Stacey Anderson: Sunshine
Sunshine Sun shinesBrightly through my windowI crouch Writing wordsThe morning rainA distant memoryThe wind blowsA cool windThe clouds float awayLeaving...
Stacey Anderson: Rain
Rain Darkness has enveloped the light The wind blows strongly The rain lashes on the windows Leaves that spin in...
Andy Webb: Some Men and Necessary Miles
I am currently attending Men’s Mental Health course run by Rotherham Flourish (Connected Worlds). This course has helped me to...
Poem: Another Morning
Another Morning Another morning just waking up to a sense of dread Mist fogs my view of the mirror Who...
Paul Jones: Bandages
As I walk this path of time, tearing each bandage from the healed pain of darkness restrained by the invisible,...
Cerowyn Browne: None of it is Futile
When I was having a really hard time recently two of those very close to me expressed how hopeless they...