Monday, 22 February 2010

Beautiful Blogger

A Huge and Heratfelt THANK YOU to Lyn who writes the excellent and inspiring TWO GHOSTS, for honoring me with the Beautiful Blogger Award!

Here's what I have to do when I accept the award: 1. Thank and link to the person who gave me the award...Thank you Lyn- I really appreciate you passing this on to me and I love Two Ghosts!
2. Pass Award on to 7 bloggers I've recently discovered, (more or less), and whom I think are fantastic!! Here goes:

3. Contact Bloggers to let them know to pick up Award.

4. State 7 things about myself:

1.I was in a band called Primordia and released three cds on the World Serpent label, which are very rare and seem to be collectors' items these days.

2.I used to love DJing (I'm more of a selector- am crap at mixing!) and ran a club night and put bands on in Stoke Newington for a bit in the late 80s.

3.In 1993 I lived next door to Tommy Steele in a squat.

4. I am a qualified reiki practitioner and an aromatherapy nut.

5. I have a wonky left eye.

6. I studied art history with the Open University.

7. I am allergic to almost everything but live in hope and homeopathy.

Love, Love, Love xxx

Thursday, 18 February 2010


Sunday morning on the way to swimming
You stop to look at a Saturday-night-left-behind-on-the-fence-coat.
A girl’s coat with the breast-pocket ripped off and a heart-size hole torn out.
Left behind in the rain, ruined, unwanted.
I think: “I hope she’s ok.”

Friday, 12 February 2010

LucyFurLeaps Gets Peripatetic

I said last week that this blog might metamorphasise but instead it seems to have gone through some sort of asexual reproduction and has reproduced a version of itself on Wordpress.

This is not a mirror image but a blog devoted to my exploration and connection with the world of poetry. I will be posting there regularly and hoping to gain some sort of idea of the shape of things in Poetry-land.
I will still continue to post here with poems and other writing as usual.

I would be grateful if you could take a peek at the new blog. Let me know what you think!

From Glastonbury to Richmond...there are more developments a-foot...

Love xxx

Monday, 8 February 2010

Developing a Teflon Attitude

Time crept ahead
While you continued
Under the assumption
That it was like an insect in amber.

Unchanging, until
The fly buzzed in your ear
Remember where it came from?
It’s full of shit. It always was.

Swat it

New eggs have been laid
Your geography is changed
New maps
And movements.


I have just looked at all the different options for modules that I can study next year, the last year of my degree. I've made a decision about which ones to take and already I have a couple of ideas for the Creative Writing Special Study. I've said it before and I'll say it again...the more I write, the more I want to write. It is excruciating actually doing it but worth it when it goes well.

As I move through this degree I can see the patterns and obsessions in my writing and there is plenty there to keep me going for as long as I care to continue. My only hope is that I can do justice to it and other people will relate to it.

In the summer this grub of a blog may metamorphasise, grow wings and travel...

Watch this (un)space.

Tuesday, 2 February 2010


Here she comes
A river of red
Here she comes
A rush to the head
Here she comes
From her winter bed
Here she comes
Back from the dead

The sap is rising
A new fire in the hearth
Forging a new direction
Greening of the earth

Blessed Brighid

Fashion Killers #1

Fake Missoni in the shops yet again in
Nasty shades of coral
Oompa-Loompa fake tan slapped all over the local babes
Tangerine nightmare
Low slung, muffin-top, pineapple-head

Monday, 1 February 2010

Getting the bus home

Desperate people mill around the doors of the bus
Heads down, shuffling determinedly
Like zombies

Upstairs, dust settling after schoolkids fling a freebie paper
All over the top deck
Pages flap

Recent-piss-stained boots stumble past my seat
Afternoon on the lager, fag-scorched voice
On the phone

I scribble surreptitiously, hopefully, ready to back down
from any unwanted attention
While I write