At the start of the year the universe was calling me to write a new set of poems. I let the ideas that I had sit with me for a while and then I set about writing out what would be the storyline into what the poems would fit. It seemed the work would involve written set pieces and poetry. I was all set to go and then...... THE WORLD SEEMED TO GO CRAZY! It became clear to me that I was not being called to write out MY idea but that I needed to report on what was happening in the world and how it was making me feel.

the BLACK dog is a term used to describe depression and it a dark dog. As I started this work we are in a very dark, depressing time in the world and I had to reflect on that. So this is me, the Dark dog, barking back at the world! This is very much a live piece of work as we turn through this year. I also have my reflections in here, on my own thoughts, feelings and life. This is my heart open and my soul on show for anyone to see. It is me being brave, I hope you enjoy!





Dream weaver please capture my dreams

weave them so sight they can not escape me

pull the threats so tightly together that they flow back to my heart

For I feel that time is ripping them away


A black liquid injected into those threads

changing the bright wed to dark

It makes it harder to see you

To reach you in the night


Where do you go when you escape the thread?

Do you travel to someone else to dram?

Do I become an empty shell?

So many questions it seems.


One thread snaps weakening another

Then another breaks the pattern

Until what was once a perfection connection

is severed.


So please dream weaver keep weaving

in and out of those dreams

Don't let the passing of time deplete you

Don't wake me up from the dream



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