My Beliefs by Ian Lewis Copestick

Maybe I’ve just got too much Time on my hands, but I’ve Been thinking a lot just lately About my beliefs, my moral Centre, and where such things Come from. I’ve realised that I’m definitely Not religious, I don’t subscribe To any organised religion. I don’t need a middleman to Tell me what I should…

Days, Both Bad And Good by Ian Lewis Copestick

These are the bad days When life just seems A pointless interlude Between birth and death. Devoid of purpose or Meaning. Just years of Pain between our two Experiences of the void. You wonder why it’s Even here at all. But there are also The good days When such thoughts Never enter your head. When…

Aims And Achievements by Ian Lewis Copestick

Next month I will be 47 years old, and I think It’s fair to say that I’m over half way Down the path of life. I can’t see myself Receiving a telegram From the Queen, Or King celebrating My centenary. At this time of life It’s only natural That you should Find yourself Questioning your…

Mr Whatever, Denise And Me by Ian Lewis Copestick

It must be getting on for 20 years ago now, but I’ll never forget it. I’d just been to score some smack, there was a McDonald’s not far from the dealer’s house so I decided to get a burger and a coffee before I got a taxi home. As I left the McDonald’s I heard…

Fighting The Odds by Ian Copestick

When you’re trying To be a writer, and Things aren’t going Your way, it can Sometimes feel that Nobody else has been Through the same Kind of Hell that you Are traversing. Last Night I read for the First time Saroyan And his “Daring Young Man…” It helps to know That there have Been more….

Where You Can by Ian Copestick

Every day the rain keeps falling This is one of the worst and most Depressing summers that I can remember. You just have to get your good times Where you can. When I first woke up At 6: 30 a.m. the sun was shining, The sky was beautiful. By 10 it was Raining again, but…

Strange, Isn’t It ? by Ian Copestick

God, it makes me angry, now the Government are talking about making Pensioners pay for their T.V. licences. They always go after the most vulnerable Members of society. The aged, the poor The disabled. How do these bastards Sleep at night ? Since I had a major Stroke I am classified as disabled In the…

Humidity by Ian Copestick

Earlier as I was walking, the air Was so thick it felt like trying to Breathe through a bandanna That had been soaked in warm Sweat. Someone else’s sweat At that. I was finding it difficult To  breathe. I was starting to Worry if I was going to have a Heart attack or another stroke….

Loved by Ian Copestick

Here I sit, alone downstairs in the dark. Anything to get away from that awful Belittling, humiliating voice. The One that belongs to the woman I have Loved for the last 16 years. It’s really Strange how quickly love can turn To hate. For so many years of my life I loved this woman, now…

No, Really by Ian Copestick

It’s looking like Boris Johnson is Going to be our next Prime Minister My God ! It makes me feel ashamed To be British. Him and Donald Trump Are two of a pair. Two of the main Leaders of the Western world are Brain dead fuckwits with mad Blonde, unmanageable hair. When the aliens land…