Poetry

Blackburn Rovers

At Ewood Park the crowd does swell, A sea of blue that sings and yells, Where Rovers’ hearts beat strong and true— The pride of Lancashire, through and through. From factory floors

Colchester United

Colchester United, the U's of Essex pride, On Layer Road they chase the leather tide. Red and white stripes like sunrise on the sea, A faithful flock that sings eternally. From the

Life Hacked

Life hacked – a quiet whisper in the kitchen, a spoon turned lever, a jar lid loosened with a rubber band, the kettle’s whistle singing a reminder to pause, to breathe, to stretch,

Wreck

The bedroom's a wreck, let's be clear, Socks like seaweed, pizza smear, A half-drunk mug of cold tea, Where the remote's gone to be. The floor's a foggy, confused sea Of comics, a shoe, and

Dusty

Dusty corridors of forgotten rooms, Where sunlight sighs through cracked‑paned gloom, A hushed blanket of amber‑brown Cloaks the floor, the chair, the town’s old crown. In the attic’s breath, the moth‑worn trunks

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