Poetry

This is my poetry page! Have a look- some will feature in my art in varying capacities. If you would like an original print or to work with me, get in contact.

Spring 2025

  • decay

    under my feet- decay,

    rooted and clever,

    does not sleep, it 

    pulses in life entangled.

    a mesh that coaxes

    nutrients gingerly in  

    it poaches into a new,

    earthly encasement.

  • ink cap

    buried in deadwood

    we creep up

    black damsels

    we fall blotted 

    livery drips

    aching

    back to a hard wood that’s

    aging away

    we rise again, never 

    untethered to the homewood

    brethren like

    making unbare, ink 

    rises to re-write

    what was barren.

  • amanita pantherina

    false blusher, insidiously,

    you meet eyes with a sultry wink

    as through ages you slink

    up from the spongy floor. 

    peering down, spore-flanked

    you’ve tempted and realised.

    its rank, cut it and it bleeds

    white. 

    trickster.