Poems

I am pleased to say that I have won the Rethink Pringle Arts award 2011 with the poem below entitled […]

My youngest son, Christian John, Suffers from schizophrenia He suffers each day in silence With a kind and gentle demeanour

If you’re wise you’ll take care of your carers Because carers really care Miraculously 24/7 carers are always there Carers

Imagine a new understanding We’ve waited patiently now for years The pain we’ve suffered through STIGMA Has created a river

Sat up in their ivory towers They designed this brilliant scheme None of them knew what was needed None of

Can there be a harder journey than for those who lose their minds? Can we grasp the slightest inkling of

Schizophrenia is a learning curve It’s made us who we are 2 decades on and now your 35 We were

(We were not told for years what was wrong with Chris so consequently I didn’t accept that he had schizophrenia,

(Chris had just given up an office job after 10 weeks, his 4th attempt to work, and had returned to

Nine Mum long years have been and gone Are we any further on? The years just seem to come and