Category Archives: poems

Cycle Namibia

We go to bed at 10 and get up with the sun Strange – I thought holidays were meant to be fun! But this trip is not what it first might seem While up with the lark might not be … Continue reading

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Welcome to Jordan! An ode to Zuhair

“Welcome to Jordan!” Our leader said. “It’s a peaceful country, there’ll be no bloodshed. With me the best guide in Jordan you’ve got, So listen to me, and smile a lot! Listen to me, and don’t worry at all, You’re … Continue reading

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Teahouse Trekking: Advice for Travellers

My favourite moment of the trekking day Is to be woken each morning the Sherpa way A smiling guide brings up hot tea in bed The reason for this is to check we’re not dead. Don’t laugh! Altitude sickness can … Continue reading

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Amazon tales and Things that Bite

I wrote this little poem about a trip to the Amazon Rainforest following my Inca Trail trek in 2012. The pictures are better than the poetry, which I wrote in the airport in half an hour. Off to the jungle … Continue reading

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Brandysnap

By Brandy Sauce out of Spanish Lass, Anglo-Arab, the blood of his famous progenitors pulsing through his veins. He prances, pawing the air as if daring it to obstruct him. Head lowered, mane tossing on arched neck, tail flaunted jauntily … Continue reading

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The Fieldmouse

The mouse. A little striped field mouse. With eyes so bright, like jewels. Whiskers twitching, nose snuffling. Pattering to and fro in search of food. Unafraid, unaware of the eyes of the crowd, turned from the jumping horses to watch … Continue reading

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The smell of mule

I wrote this poem for my fellow travellers on a trek with Exodus in the Atlas mountains in Morocco, including an ascent of Mt Toubkal. 43 degrees the forecast said And on the map the sun was red Now while … Continue reading

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