Driftwood

 

If you are a follower or reader of this blog you will be familiar with my style of anti-poetry.

I am loath to call it bad poetry because some of it is ok.

It is not 'conventional' poetry put it that way. The type of poetry that perhaps we studied and analysed forensically at school, the type of poetry that could put us off poetry and poetry appreciation for life.

I call my work 'poetry' for the lack of another word to describe it.

"Angry, Clenched Fist, Agit-Propaganda,Ranting"

You can read Driftwood on Kindle for £3.49 or in paperback for £6.49

As it says on the Amazon Blurb

 Poetry of Alternatives.

Not conventional poetry.

There is politics and swearing aplenty in these poems.

I have taken my inspiration from Charles Bukowski, the poet laureate of the American lowlife and Cardiff poet, John Tripp.

My subconscious lies naked before you in verse form upon the page.

Will you buy some grapes and wine and indulge yourself while you read? 🍷🍇