More Debris Inside My Mind: More First Aid for My Soul

From suicides to sunsets, dementia to desire, paranoia to perfection and more significantly, torment to tranquillity. This collection of poetry, in a somewhat haphazard order, is very much a release of debris from inside my mind and at the same time, acts as first aid for my soul. The poem, 'My first one', was first written in March 2010. It was an exercise to confront a traumatic incident that had been the catalyst of my nightmares for over 30 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 gruesome details. Cathartic in the extreme, this set me on the road to write numerous poems and to expel further debris from inside my mind. This deep and traumatic subject matter is hopefully balanced by poems of a soft and gentle nature, together with light hearted stories in rhyme. Exhilaration and pleasure sit alongside horror and senselessness, but ultimately countenances that love and hope can overcome despair.