We remember them Who hour by shining hour Gave all they had to give For someone else’s power But yet the dead do live We sing their songs...

This poem was written in 2019, when my husband was recovering from open heart surgery. I watch you sleep I watch you sleep as I did when...

This poem was written for the Grenfell disaster. When you mutter dark incantations Again and again: Us and Them, Us and Them, Then you...

This poem was written in 2010. It became a song in a musical I wrote for The Ruby Dolls called Fabulous Creatures. Robert Webb read it on...

This poem was written in 2016. After ten years it’s hard not to say Where did the wild-fire go? And when did it go Away? What the hell...

This poem was written in 2016. For Farage ‘We’ve Got Our Country Back!’ he cries Holding high her partly-severed head ‘We’ve Got Our...

This poem was written in 2016. It was called War Baby, originally. Tell me a story And let it be a story of leathery wings and mad kings...

I wrote this poem about losing my mind when I was about nineteen. Oh yes, you know me, I am waiting for something holy And for something...

This poem was written in 1996. We all held hands and sang a song. It was not very long Or deep It would not keep. But it lived and...

I have always loved Rudyard Kipling's 'If'. I attempted a version for my daughters. If you can take your time when others rush you And...

This poem was performed by Robert Webb, my husband, in his documentary about TS Eliot, made for the BBC, called 'My Life In Verse'. I’m...

I wrote this in about 1997. To Woo You To woo you Would that not be a grand, fantastic thing to do? For will-they-won’t-they? To be I do,...

This was written in 2006 at the request of my then fiance for our wedding. It is published at the end of How Not To Be a Boy. This, they...

This poem was written in 1998, I think. Wherever past compare is… I was there. I don’t know what to call this magical, I try it...

This poem was written in 2009 after the birth of my first child. You gave me a peach. Afterwards After all that agony All those hours on...