The Poems

Two Ukrainian Fighters

Married in the face of war Kneeling amongst rubble To be blessed Hand in hand Into the combat zone Not knowing If they’d ever get home...

Father as a Young Man

This poem about my father and sister was showcased in Fragmented Voices on 17th March 2021. Twenty-five a good age Young and strong....

Out Of Sight

No grave for you Your ashes blow in the wind Your graveyard the world No boundaries bind you Death an exploration In which I cannot join...

The Mother

When I write as a poet sometimes I use real things which have happened sometimes reporting them faithfully and sometimes having to convey...

Still Birth

I tried to capture the essence of what still birth means to the mother. This poem was first published in The Sacred Feminine: Open Skies...

Revenge

My eyes focus on pictures engraved upon my heart, as I see the dark night filled with anguish. You stood hesitantly there, paused with...

The Vampire’s Lament

This is one I wrote last year, and I had great fun recording it for Halloween. Buttercups and Daisies Feast on my bones, Sucking out...

The Blade

This is a trigger warning, as this poem is about a murderer and contains distressing imagery. I worked with murderers and various...

Tree Cemetery

I was driving along on holiday when I saw these trees and how the logging had scarred the landscape without apparent concern about its...

christine fowler POETRY