I have two poems in the next issue of PENNILESS PRESS, Issue 27
http://www.pennilesspress.co.uk/
Here’s one of them:

Into the Rain

Shipyard’s closed,
gates knotted with iron.

Men waited for buses to everywhere:
Newcastle East, West.

Here my father lost three toes,
cut off by metal.

Discoloured nameplates
nodding from half-eaten walls,
we screw our eyes into the rain.

Tom Kelly

Taken from the forthcoming collection, SOMEWHERE IN HEAVEN
to be published by Red Squirrel February 2010

http://www.redsquirrelpress.com/index.php?coming