Poems to share

When I’m Writing

I grow things in my mind
so fast that my head spins and falls off.

I have to carry it under my arm for miles.

I travel in my magic carriage
stopping in small towns. Nothing much happens.
No one comes.

By the time I get there,
I am calm, having travelled so far.
I lift up my head and screw it back on,

in an anti-clockwise direction.

Deborah Alma

Deborah Alma is the Emergency Poet. She travels all over the place in her very old ambulance (quite slowly) with Nurse Verse, and they share poetry with all sorts of people – at festivals, schools, libraries and other strange places – to help them feel better.