Below is a list of various magazines, press stories, webzines, blogs and web sites that I’ve been published in or contributed to.
Web links are shown, if available, so why not buy / download a copy as keeping these publications alive is the only way we can halt the bland, boring verse propagated by the metropolitan elites.
Also, if you are a writer, then why not look these publications up yourself and maybe submit some of your own work.
Magazines / webzines:
haiku in 42.4 issue
Interview with Ceri Shaw about my writing career and new book (2019)
Interview about the release of my first crime thriller (2011)
haiku in 51:1 issue
Nine Muses Poetry
Poems: ‘River Wye Weekend’, ‘Pills’ (Jan 2020)
Under the Basho
haiku in ‘Under The Basho’ 2019
haiku in #127 issue
Poems: Eve at Rest Bay, Embrace the space between
Nominated for ‘Best of the Net 2018 – 2019’
British Haiku Journal
haiku in #August issue
Wales Haiku Journal
Two haiku in #Spring 2018
Chapel FM Radio
Writing On Air
Poems: Marrakech, Square
Poetry Super Highway
Featured Poet of the Week (March 6-12, 2017)
Poem: R.I.P. John Thomas
‘Between These Shores‘
Literary and Arts Annual (Autumn 2017)
Poem: October Again
The Dawntreader (part of Indigo Dreams Publishing)
Poems: My Town, October Again, plus 3 haiku
Celtic Life International
Review: Wales Trails (Nov/Dec 2016)
Following in the footsteps of George Clooney, Ewan McGregor and Catherine Zeta-Jones, the April 2016, website edition, of this quality Canadian magazine sees a great article on Dave and the Welsh Poetry Competition. (March/April 2014)
Review: Roadkill by Gillian Drake (in Issue 32)
haiku in issue #17 & #24
English Chicago Review
Poem: Terrace (in Issue 4)
Prole, Poetry and Prose
Poem: Heard Yesterday (in Issue 11)
Poem: Terminal (in Vol 10)
Morgen Bailey Blog
Poems: Hospital bed, Llangors
The Heron’s Nest
haiku in #December issue
HQ Poetry Magazine
Poem: Sunday Morning, two haiku in #39 & #40
(Irish Haiku Society Journal) two haiku in #19
haiku in #45
Gold Dust Magazine
Poem: Green Grass (Issue 31)
Poems: Like Pitta Bread, October Again (Issue 30)
Poem: Girl from Albany Road
Review: Sawing Fallen Logs For Ladybird Houses
haiku in #12
Ink, Sweat & Tears
Poems: Bobby, Merthyr Bus Stop, Quite early one morning
Poems: Human Nature, Over weekend washed cobbles (Issue 50, Spring 2017)
Poems: Kris cross, Human Nature, Death in Fiji
Bolts of Silk
Poems: Over weekend washed cobbles, a Penguin in Cardiff
Poem: With a Yes and a No
Poem: Skip a Beat
Read This Magazine
Poems: Grinding Down, Afternoon Shift
Poems: A Kenyan Accident, 41 Ladysmith Rd
Poems: Grab, Rev Jones returns home early from Fiji, Bundle
The Seventh Quarry
Poems: House Martins, Bay Day (Issue 25/Feb 2017)
Poems: Elephant, Bandi
Poems: A Kenyan Accident, Bobby, With a Yes and a No, 41 Ladysmith Rd, Fragment, Now and Then
Prose: Global Warning
Bottom of the World
Poems: Boats, Miners Dog, Glazed Olives, Human Nature
Poems: Wordsworth in 2006, Boats
Column on regional rugby fiasco
Pontypridd pubs review
A few poems online here
Tontine Student Newspaper (University of Edinburgh)
Poems: 41 Ladysmith Rd, Afternoon Shift
New Magazine (African Dreams)
Poem: A Kenyan Accident
Never Bury Poetry
BBC Scrum V
Former web producer / online journalist
Former blogger / rugby writer
Some poets love to perform, others can take it or leave it. To be honest I always feel I’m a better listener than a reader. I also prefer to read poetry when I’m all alone, in the corner of a quiet pub, with the cold, winter wind howling outside, a nice, big log fire burning and a cool pint of HPA real ale in front of me.
John Cooper Clarke is a great performance poet of course while JH Prynne does not give poetry readings, does not appear in anthologies and is never nominated for prizes. Each to his own I say.
I wrote the poem below in response to the argument over whether to ‘perform’ or not. You can hopefully see where the emphasis goes 😉
In my experience, some poets are great writers, some are great performers, only a few, very rare individuals are both. I’d prefer to be the former if given a choice.
Some poets like to SHOUT!
Some prefer a delicate whisper.
Some poets like to make a f u s s
contorting faces like crumpled paper.
Some poets like to move their hands
while others d A n C e and shake their feet.
Some poets like to make you laugh 🙂
while others d r i p death down your street,
but I just like to write
words like raindrop and reflects
…and puppies, tears and cage and yet…
It’s always your scalpel that dissects.
I have read my work at various events. Here are a few I can remember, although I know there’s been quite a few more:
Swansea & District Writers Circle, Civic Centre, Swansea
Poetry talk, plus poems: Various ‘tweets‘ from SFL
Voices From The Bridge, Pontypridd Museum
Poems: Heard Yesterday, Until Tomorrow, The Patriot, 800
Poems & Pints, Gartholwg, Church Village
Poems: RIP John Thomas, What could the world say, What took you so long?, Eighty-five year old man…
RCT Literature Festival, Penygraig
Poems: Empty Basket, Tweet
Red Poets, Owain Glyndwr, Cardiff
Poems: The Phoenix Capsule
Red Poets, Imperial Hotel, Merthyr
I don’t tend to enter many competitions but if I do it’s because I like the judge. The problem with many contests though is that they use filter judges which means that while your work might well appeal to the main judge unfortunately they never get to see it.
My poetry collection Going Off Grid was a finalist in the Wishing Shelf Book Awards 2018 and gained a score of 39/40 from 17 different judges!
I suppose I’d like to enter more poetry contests but I’m not sure my work is that appealing. I did enter ‘ The New Writer – Poetry Competition’ in 2010, judged by Helen Ivory, and managed a specially commended spot with my poem: Learning in Gaps, that appears in Sawing Fallen Logs For Ladybird Houses.
I also entered the Rhys Davies Short Story competition back in 2009 with the first short story I ever wrote. I managed to get a runner up spot which was good.
‘…the world of Onions is an enclosed one; specifically, a valleys curry-house at a weekend, in which we witness the clash of several disparate cultures, all of which the writer powerfully evokes with the briefest of sketches. The epiphanic moment at the story’s close is expertly done: the headlights of a passing car beam into the restaurant, and ‘the people were lit up, momentarily, clear as diamonds [and] Mohammed could see for the first time in his life’. A remarkably controlled piece of work.’ – Judges: Niall Griffiths & Stevie Davies
‘Onions’ appears in Urban Birdsong alongside two other stories I wrote at that time. I’ve only written one other (still unpublished) since then!
Maybe I’ll enter some more in future.