Take 15oz of normal suffering:

unsatisfactory friendships; maybe a failed

marriage; children going off-piste; parents

dying. Boredom. Jobs never quite working out.


Add 5oz of the will to stay plugged in

to Facebook, Strictly all the crap which tells

our age’s story. Stir in common sense

(8oz), technique (ditto) – but please without


under/over-doing the latter. Imagination;

patience. A sprinkling of luck. Don’t (don’t!) forget

two tablespoons of whisky, preferably malt.


Then loneliness. Thick skin against rejection.

Probably poverty, maybe even debt.

And finally, a healthy pinch of salt.

Commended in Barnet Open Poetry Competition 2017, and published in The Barnet Poetry Anthology 2017.