Roger Bonner

      It’s Forbidden to Call it War It’s forbidden to call it war. We’re here to liberate you; ignore the glide bombs as they roar. Missiles across the sky still soar as tanks advance in a long queue, it’s forbidden to call it war. We’re not here to...

Maryam Seyf

      Off Limits you and I sit facing each other in dialogue across the table light between us or so we think how curious our words rebound before reaching the intended addressee kisses perhaps, next time we meet. bring me something from you know where...

Kerry Darbishire

        For the love of a fellside after The Lost Garden of Loughrigg – Penn Allen Imagine a spring day drawing out possibilities the newness of life, sisters in long skirts digging tangled ground, breaking bones and loam wild with bracken and rock on...

Paul Chuks

      Reimagination of Gravity Newton didn’t discover gravity The apple did. He had sat Under the tree for many Years, until the day the Apple fell. This is how we Betray nature. In this poem I plant a tree & sit under it For many years. The year Is...