Poems
Poems written alongside the photographs — some recorded as soundtracks to the short films, with piano, bass and drums built around them.
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The Last Day
“I don’t feel like going to radio therapy today.” Said my father at the end of the phone.
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Eek
I had a little friend, his name was Eek. Only I could see him and hear him squeak.
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New Day
Thirty thousand nightly deaths lying in rest every eve.
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Joined up kisses
Joined-up kisses mean more than a peck! A cheeky pursed lip on the neck,
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When it’s Done it’s Done
The midwife said to my mum, give a good push and then it’s done.
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She wore funny trousers
Hadn’t seen her for years, sort of friends re united,
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24 Hour Ward Party
Pushed in on a wonky wheelchair chariot, costing a pound like a super market cart,