Poetry
Poet
David Belcher
I live on the north coast of Wales, in the UK. And I work as a cleaner. I've been a gardener, a decorator, I've worked in Paint and wallpaper shop, and I've hung curtains…
Work by David Belcher
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Poetry
You were born to make trouble
Poetry
Waiting for the blare of trumpets
Poetry
The explorer
Poetry
Smooth-talking serpents
Poetry
Nyctophilia
Poetry
On the shore of a radioactive sea
Poetry
Blissed-out by exhaustion
Poetry
His name means ‘far-seeing’
Poetry
What can anyone do to me here?
Poetry
My country
Poetry
An unenlightened response to a bully
Poetry
Mourned town
Poetry
The comet is coming
Poetry
Liminal
Prose Poetry
Coup
Poetry
Stung by news of poaching
Poetry
Imaginary telephone
Poetry
Let everything in
Poetry
Near-omnipotent
Poetry
City of peace
Poetry
Where I go from here
Poetry
Mobs want to do my thinking for me
Poetry
Someone puts out a light
Poetry
The Humanist
Poetry
Eaten up by an empty ache
Poetry
Woken by a dove tapping
Poetry
Their thoughts move out of their bodies
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