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The Poems of Baz McCarthy

These are a selection of some of Baz McCarthy’s poems. Most poems were written in and around Bristol.  He doesn’t like writing at home, he says he needs the flurry of people rushing or sitting around, doing or saying pointless things to fill in their lives…

He’s always been a massive people-watcher and eavesdropper, so if you see some bloke furiously scribbling into his Moleskine on the table next to you…

Completely irreverent and lacking any formal training or respect for anyone who has, he writes from the gut and the heart and performs his poetry in the same powerful, yet carefree manner!

This year, 2023, he’s performed aplenty, around Bristol, in places such as El Rincon, The Bristol Fringe, Coffee#1, Eldon House, Fat Goat @ Jafra and Grain Barge and the poems get honed by audience reactions (shout-out to the many lovely, enthusiastic, patient and welcoming people who suffer at my poetic hands!).

Also, some these poems may well have changed by now and even grown into bigger and better poems, although I’m not saying bigger is always better!

Footprints on Holy Island

Footsteps
are US
We are become
the footprints OF us

Our little journeys across the sand
Tide taking our past away
A wall of air forward
And forever outstretched arms
Hair backwards
Boom
of the beat
of the heart
An empty church to birds and worms

Leave nothing
Touch
nothing

Think big

The sea
The sky
The church?… Read the rest

Gold velvet

Red Gull

Gliding in,
float down,
autumn leaf.… Read the rest

Like chocolate

Like chocolate
Rolling, over backs,
and shoulders

Caressing blanket, of bones

Breath

Flicking pages
Themselves
Back
Forth

A brush
A comb

A field.… Read the rest

Swimming on Wednesday 11 to 12

So I quite alcohol back in December 2022.
Part of my recovery was lots of exercise, including swimming every Wednesday at the Uni pool, a cycle ride away, down the hill.
The quietest time was Wednesday between 11am and 12pm.
My cycle ride took me past many churches from multiple faiths.
Read the rest

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