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Buddleia

Posted on October 9, 2022 by beckydeans

You bud butterflies in purple haze. Bees speak your name, bud, and to spell you is to know you intimately, to smell you is to be 50ft high, climbing over our garage. You bud, and – bud, I need to … Continue reading →

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My books

Posted on November 20, 2021 by beckydeans

Here’s a photo of my two books I took for my Instagram because I could. They came out 22 years apart and I am very proud to have had the chance to publish both of them. un(in)formed is available at … Continue reading →

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‘Meditation on the A38’ sound file #poetry #saxophone #woodwind #breathingexercises #meditation #childrensmentalhealthweek #mentalhealth #anxiety

Posted on February 18, 2021 by beckydeans

I’ve been asked for the text for this, but I feel it needs proper artwork, and I am a words person, not an art working master (all hail designers!), so it will take me a while to organise. BBC Derby … Continue reading →

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I am going to be on @bbcderby on Monday 8 February with Sally Pepper at 12.15pm with my new poem ‘Meditation on the A38’ #amwriting #amperforming

Posted on February 2, 2021 by beckydeans

Check out http://www.facebook.com/writebeckydeans for further details.

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Happy birthday, Morten Harket (for tomorrow. Just getting in there early)

Posted on September 13, 2018 by beckydeans

Here’s a poem for all you Virgos. I have lost a slipper found marbles a pick Lego blocks I mean gold Lego arms and legs and heads and a very nice chap from Bangkok He lets me stroke his engines … Continue reading →

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Shred – 2017 version of this poem #amwriting #amediting

Posted on April 13, 2017 by beckydeans

Shred You are my life, my completeness. This love is my weakness. You are the treasure in my chest. My heart can’t rest. You are my before and my after. The absence of laughter. I’m held. You’re my holder. My … Continue reading →

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Hello – a 1997 poem just before another poetry course! New beginnings and full cycles. #amwriting

Posted on April 6, 2017 by beckydeans

It’s been mind-blowing to be part of the writing ambitions: Derbyshire Residencies scheme. It’s made me reappraise many things I have done, and generally give myself a big pat on the back. I mean, it was a big achievement to … Continue reading →

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Guilty #internationalwomensday #amwriting

Posted on March 8, 2017 by beckydeans

Guilty Feel guilty for Lent Feel guilty for the war Pack your bags, have a tab And get drowned in it all.   Feel guilty for sunrise Feel guilty for cloud You’re a mother, like no other Don’t be quiet, … Continue reading →

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Another Grandma Poem – Queen of Cakes –#amwriting

Posted on February 12, 2017 by beckydeans

I am currently very interested in the therapeutic aspects of creative writing, which is a good thing as I’ve been selected by Derbyshire County Council for an Arts Council and DCC funded project to deliver writing sessions in the community. … Continue reading →

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Are you being influenced? #amediting

Posted on April 29, 2016 by beckydeans

I recently opened a box that had been moving between lofts, and found myself a present, a book of poetry written down from 1993 to 1995, a flowery hardback book with fountain-pen entries, signed just in case. Now, at the … Continue reading →

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