Our civilisation is at a turning point. Climate change and biodiversity loss are accelerating towards a point of no return, but there is still hope...
Category - The Many Fears
I know a lot about small fears and a little about big ones. I’ve never seen war or dealt with terminal disease. My struggles have been much smaller and almost all of them have been in my head. Lots of people have told me that I shouldn’t care about what other people think. I certainly care less than I used to, but I still care. I still want to be liked. Sometimes, I still want my mum. I guess I always will.
The other day I read a tweet from a good friend of mine asking for a one line summary of what makes a good dad. Everyone who responded had their own...
I used to catch butterflies as a kid and was always amazed by their beauty, their fragility and their ability to survive against the odds. Courage...
This poem tells the story of getting engaged to my childhood sweetheart at the age of 21. A lot of people will advise you against doing a dumb thing...
My Nana died when I was relatively young. She was an amazing women, well ahead of her time in lots of ways. I would hear stories about her climbing...
This poem is about the first time I visited my girlfriend after she’d started university in Liverpool. I was very much a boy from Devon. I...