Poems – Hollie McNish

Cocoon

I really love cycling. If I could get a job cycling and doing poetry, that would be ace. Anyhow, wrote this when I got to work… Cocoon This is as close as I’ll ever be to a butterfly rain coat zipped up to my chin for the half hour bike ride to work Hair bunnedContinue reading “Cocoon”

Biology for Five Year Olds

Inspired by my daughter and the Cambridge Science Festival, I can’t stop writing lots of pretty rubbish rhymes about questions she has asked me and questions I’m still not sure I know the answers too! Most of them are using words she knows in first year of school. Tgought I’d share! Here is the biologyContinue reading “Biology for Five Year Olds”

Mailing List sign up x

Roll up roll up, I think I’ve managed to set up an email list – only taken 5 years. Sign up here: http://eepurl.com/bb5UJj Or here: http://eepurl.com/bb5UJj I won’t spam, just brief monthly updates, first dibs on tickets, downloads, a few poems praps and a few very secret things that only you will know. But notContinue reading “Mailing List sign up x”

There will be chairs…..

I don’t normally get that excited about poetry. But I am now. I’m really bloody excited about the tour. These gigs are the only ones this year where I’m gonna be doing a full on, hour long, unadulterated (not sure what that means) night of poems. Plus an amazing support poet at each of theContinue reading “There will be chairs…..”

Poem on Voting x

If you have no need for public transport If you never relied on NHS If you have never sat down in a state school If you’ve never had to pay out rent If you’ve never done a shitty job Smiled through gritted teeth to knobs If you’ve never had to cook or mop Budget forContinue reading “Poem on Voting x”

A Poem about Bums

New Poem… Bums bums bums. Am meant to be booking trains for tour and editing a new poetry collection but instead I’m thinking about bums. So thought I’d share. Not a well put together poem I know, it’s no Virginia Woolf, just a bit of a splat on the page I thought I’d post because,Continue reading “A Poem about Bums”