Making my Mark

•May 26, 2015 • Leave a Comment

After not writing poetry (or anything) for quite a wile I found it a bit hard to start up again, a good number of my poems just became complaining about the lack of inspiration.

Making my mark
finding my groove
remembering the tricks
of a trade near forgot

remembering my rhymes
relearning my rhymes
its been so long
since I wrote a “song”

feeling my way
down this twisting path
wish thee muse would stay
and make another laugh

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse.

Soup Du Jour

•May 21, 2015 • Leave a Comment

I always have my lunch in a little coffee shop around the corner from work (actually I’m sat there as I’m typing this). They have a soup of the day board (The goulash is gorgeous). This daft little poem came to me while looking at it.

A little bit more
Of your soup du jour
Never mind the price
I’ll happily pay twice
For some bread to mop
Every last drop
Of your wonderful
Soup du jour.

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse.

Dissonance Cover Revealed.

•May 19, 2015 • 1 Comment


About Dissonance:

Fifteen-year-old Allie Grant lives crippled by her illness. Though kept in isolation, she’s never alone: A spirit named Song lurks in the silence of her bedroom.

When Song reveals its dark nature on the night of her recital, the show ends in tragedy. Verging on death, Allie’s taken in by an uncle she’s never met.

Julian claims to be a Muse with power over music and answers that’ll heal her. The cure she needs is rare, requiring of him a difficult sacrifice. Allie soon suspects her uncle has a secret that’ll turn her world around.

But with days left to live, she might fade without learning the truth…like the finishing chord of a song.


About the Author:

Mariella Hunt is a writer with a strong love for coffee and guinea pigs. She likes using big words in everyday speech, and keeps journals of quotes from the greats.

Most days you’ll find her on a well-loved armchair, reading–or working on one of her many projects. As she cannot stick to an outline, she rewrites way too much.


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Dissonance is not yet on sale, please keep an eye out on one of the above links (alternately I’m sure I’ll mention when it comes out for you)


There are several things I never expected to happen to me tat have changed recently, I never expected to be someone’s best man (still waiting on them to set a date so that I can get done with it), I never expected to be a preacher (Which I now have been for 6 months or so) and (most importantly for the purpose of this post) I never expected to know an author who was actually published (very soon to change).

A very good friend of mine is about to self-publish her first novel “Dissonance”. It is a wonderful novel set in a world where you could be passing a muse or something Fae without even knowing. It has been an amazing journey for me (let alone the author, Mariella Hunt) watching this novel evolve from the tale I first encountered a few years ago, watching it turn into a full fledged novel. The final draft had me gripped from page one right until the end. I know self-published novels can have some stigma attached, but please lay that aside, this is a novel well worth reading, and one I’d happily read time and again.

The Poetry Machine

•May 17, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Sorry it’s been so long since I last blogged, I’ve been having problems with my pc (no keyboard). Finally sorted it out, so hopefully we’ll be able to keep going. Thanks to any of my patient followers who still bother to read me.
We’ll reappear by waking up the machinery shall we.

Creak creak
Clank clank
The dust falls off
The gears grind
Rust cracks
Oil pours
Speeds up
The machine awakes
Poetry is made.

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse

Technology IV

•December 30, 2014 • Leave a Comment

Pretty self explanatory one here.


we live in a society so hooked on technology

wired to a 24/7 IV of facebook and twitter

we can’t seem to live without these banalities

why do I care what you had for dinner

or what some so-called celebrity did last summer

and can someone please explain why cats are the cleanest thing most searched for

I can see the juxtaposition, but let’s have a revolution

pull out your TV IV, you won’t die

stop living through the lens of a camera, you’ll see more this way

you don’t need to know what they had for tea

or even what you had for that matter

and even videos of cats aren’t that important

so unplug yourself, put down the screen,

go outside, the sun on your face is far warmer than pc glow

and fresh coffee is a thousand times better than the instagram version


Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.


An Old Friend

•December 23, 2014 • Leave a Comment

I’ll leave this one for your imagination.


I had a visit from an old friend today

He didn’t need to visit, but he came anyway

He’s put his life on the line so many times

So that I could still be here, penning these lines

He landed on my arm with a soft sweet kiss

I admit the sight of him is one I didn’t miss

But seeing him sit, not caring of my past

That dear butterfly bought a sad sweet smile


Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.


Who is like the LORD

•December 16, 2014 • Leave a Comment

Last of the Christian poetry (at least for a while).


Who is like the LORD

Who else can save the dead

The broken

The self damned

Who else is called holy in every tongue

Of every tribe

In every nation

Who else is like the LORD

Forever unchanging

Forever faithful

Forever there

No matter who you are

Or what crap you’ve done

Who else is called LORD



In the same sentence

No one else

Because no one else is like the LORD


Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.



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