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Author: Peter Kay

Great night from many splendid poets from near and far at HEART in Headingley.

Thought I’d post one of the three poems I read tonight, entitled Where has all the truth gone

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Leeds Pub Theatre update

Happy to announce that thanks to my fellow IWG writer and friend David Windle, Stan Haywood is going to perform the monologue at the Adelphi in Leeds on the 5th March. Looking forward to joining David and Stan in Hull very soon to start rehearsals.

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Leeds Pub Theatre Event

Happy to confirm that my entry for the Leeds Pub Theatre Monologue Event has been chosen as one of ten to be performed on the night (5th March 2020). Watch this space for further News updates on this

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Rhubarb at The Triangle

A brilliant evening of poetry and prose at my local ‘open mike’ evening in Shipley last night.

The range, diversity and excellence of the contributions was truly amazing.

Headline poet Ian Humphreys was brilliant too.

I shared the Prologue from ‘Show Me The Way To Santiago’, which went down very well.

Maybe a couple of months away from publication.

Watch this space for further details

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A Pennine Way Odyssey

Self-published in 2012

Available through the Author, via Amazon or from

Equality Together, Manningham Mills Community Centre, Lilycroft Road, Bradford, BD9 5BD

http://equalitytogether.org.uk/

Recommended retail price £7.99

All proceeds to benefit the continuation of singing groups for disabled people within the Bradford district

Read more here:https://www.thetelegraphandargus.co.uk/news/10325949.peters-pennine-way-book-boosts-bradford-singing-groups/

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DARKNESS

 

And in the darkness I hear the call

Wonder whether the lustrous moon is up

To witness the random slaughter

Inside I read stories to my daughter

Shut out the reality and stench of the kill

Stroke her hair and sing a lullaby

Though my blood is curdled by the cry

And in my head my other self asks why?

 

Later as dawn approaches I am awake

Thoughts tumbling upon each other in my head

I rise and check my daughter’s breathing

Watch her perfect child-like body heaving

Outside a sudden gust of wind rattles the gate

The owl makes a last call before handing on

The mantle of birdsong to the blackbird

Whilst I can only ponder the absurd

 

Ask again why she had to die

And whether next time I stand

on the precipice of the bridge

I will dare to jump

To shut out once and for all

Both the darkness and the call

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WELCOME TO MY HOME PAGE

I am, a writer, poet, runner, gardener and long distance walker. I have written non-fictional books, stories of journey’s undertaken, short stories, Children’s Books and poetry. My latest book about a 625 mile pilgrimage journey through Spain will be published on the 18th April 2020, courtesy of CuriousCatBooks.

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