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Good evening readers. This week on the blog, we're looking at the theme of Britain. Britain, that geographically similar bundle of ...

Animals This week on the blog, the theme has been animals. As I'm still recovering from Latitude and my birthday last week, I'll k...

This week the dead good bloggers have been looking at anecdotes. I haven't, I've been watching the football. A world cup full packed...

Ironically, a poem about finding refreshment and inspiration is proving hard to finish. Thanks for stopping by though, S

When it comes to performing poetry, the space and the venue that you're in certainly makes a difference. At the start of the month, I f...

In recognition of the blog hitting 1000 posts, this week we've been picking some of our favourite lines from our archive of posts. Trawl...

This week will see us reach 1,000 posts on the Dead Good Blog.  In celebration of that fact, the current bloggers will be creating foun...

Good evening readers. This week on the blog we've been considering writing spaces. For me, the best writing spaces are the places where ...

This week on the blog we've been looking at music. I used to think that music had a lot in common with poetry because, at the end of ...

The football season has reached its climax and by the time you read this, it will likely all be done. The final day of the year never fails ...

Good evening readers. This week the theme has been White- which reminded me somehow of the UKIP election broadcasts and the BNP website I lo...

Good afternoon readers. This week I saw a sign for a girl at side of the road. A please call notice for a lost love from 50 years ago- with...

Good afternoon readers, and happy Easter to all of you. This week, on my voyage of discovery, I saw an article on The Guardian online ...

This weekend, football grounds across the country have fallen silent to mark the anniversary of the Hillsborough disaster. On the car radio...

The family business. A bastard child from Nick and Dave Will rise one day to centre stage For that's the way it works these days ...

Twelve years ago when I went in for an operation (the first and only one so far), I learnt the true meaning of fear. I gave the doctors an...