Publisher's Synopsis
From suicides to sunsets, paedophiles to cathedral aisles, dementia to desire, paranoia to perfection and perhaps, more significantly, torment to tranquillity. This collection of poetry, in a somewhat random order, is very much the debris inside my mind and simultaneously acts as first aid for my soul. The poem, 'My first one', was written as an exercise to confront a traumatic subject that had been the catalyst of my nightmares for many years; the rape and murder of a 14 year old child. Following the penning of this poem, my nightmares ceased, though it should be noted that the reader is spared many of the sanguine details. Cathartic in the extreme, this set me on the road to write numerous poems and expel further debris from inside my mind. This deep traumatic subject matter is hopefully balanced by other poems of a soft and gentle nature, together with light hearted stories in rhyme. Exhilaration and pleasure sit alongside horror and senselessness, but ultimately countenance that love and hope can overcome despair.
