Welcome to my website clives poetry which features a selection of my work. Some of you may already be familar with my poetry which has been featured in a number of magazines and anthologies. For those of you that have not read my poetry before I hope you enjoy my work. I have tried to give a flavour of the diverse subject matter I write on. I tackle some serious issues which we all encounter from time to time, so I have tried to balance this with some funnier material.
If you would like to read more of my poetry have a look at my latest book Clive's High Flying Poems, which is previewed in Latest Book. On the poems pages you can see some of my poetry, the serious side of life, the funny side of life and the lyrically inspired poetry.
Some of my latest material is featured in this updated website including my latest prize winning poem Urban Housewife Werewolf which won the Forward Press monthly competition.
My poem September Bride has now been released (18/12/2011) by the band Plastic Wizzard as an Indie song and can be downloaded on Amazon as an EP. (See Lyrically speaking on the Poems page). The new single by Plastic Wizzard 'Laura' which I wrote has been recently released and is now featured on the Plastic Wizzard page. City of Diversity is the new indie/rock album by Plastic Wizzard which I have written all the lyrics for. https://open.spotify.com/album/7Bh4MFw85GBUQH37zzzR0O
Thank you for taking the time to visit my site and if you would like to read more of my poems why not buy my first book The Sighting from Amazon or Authorhouse.
My Latest book Clive's High Flying Poems is available as a paperback from http://www.lulu.com/shop/clive-atkins/clives-high-flying-poems/paperback/product-22746281.html or as a KINDLE download.
I have added a preview poem Railway to the Grave which is from my new book.
The New Year is well and truly up and running and below is a poem just to remind us about how the human body is constructed and how it operates under pressure.
Cantilevered to take the strain
To support the function of my brain
Stretching the sinews of my muscles torn
Taking the weight and the incurable pain
Props are placed with cast iron compressive strength
Taking the pressure from my aching back
Wattle and daub binding ancient hand built walls
Providing an entrance to my soul
Rib bars strengthen the concrete as it’s poured
Sealing my overloaded microporous pores
Hygroscopic and absorption characteristics sucking it in
Sealing paint around the epidermis of my skin
Bring in the mechanical heavy gear
Put my heavy weary body on the plumb line
Create me facades that reflect the golden sunshine
Reacting on the corneas of my cobalt eyes
Create the cracks in the pavement where men will walk
Measure the moisture content of my skeletor remains
Plumb in the sink and dig the drains
And flush what’s left of me into the river Thames
We Should Never Be Apart
And elongated goodbyes
Mixed up metaphors
And wide open doors
Partially lit hallways
Finger tip delays
Clutching at memories
We must never part as enemies
The waves that part
Our thoughts that dart
Our hearts that leap
We’re sensing defeat
We should never be apart
We were lovers from the start
Lovers should make amends
And never be led by friends
On a star lit platform
You have a chance to reform
A train that’s uncontrollably late
Gives you an opportunity to re-evaluate
A taxi ride I take
In the hope that I’m not to late
I pause with apprehension
And wave to attract your attention
Too late, I fear
But, as the smoke clears
As I start to shed a tear
Like a lonely apparition you appear