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Trust Me, I’m a Doctor…

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Election time is here again. I’ve promises galore.
Alas, they may be sacrificed when I speak from the floor.
Trust me, I’m a politician.

Pay tribute to the fallen on this extra special day.
I’ll lay poppies from the front. From the rear I’ll lead the fray.
Trust me, I’m a general.

Let me secure your future, ring fence your retirement plan,
I’ll speculate in hedge funds, futures, bitcoins. I’m your man.
Trust me, I’m a financial adviser.

Aum. We all seek guidance in our journey on this earth.
I’ll help you find your true self for I know how much you’re worth.
Trust me, I’m a guru.

For a trifling, small percentage, say 1.5 to 2,
I’ll watch your des. res. sell itself and charge the bill to you.
Trust me, I’m an estate agent.

Just take a seat upon the couch. To help me in my quests
to cast the role of Joan of Arc I’ll have to see your breasts.
Trust me, I’m a casting director.

Hello! Hello! What have we here? Sports car? Midlife crisis?
I’m sometimes amnesiac depending what the price is.
Mind as you go, sir. I’m a speedcop.

Incurable? There’s no such thing. Look at my plaque embossed.
Believe in me for I can cure …… It may entail a cost.
Trust me, I’m a faith healer.

Amazing what a lab coat means. I’m erudite and smart.
From brushing teeth to climate change, I have a little chart.
Trust me, I’m a scientist.

And last, not least and up to now forgotten in this rhyme,
I’m the investment banker who thought up a ploy sub-prime
that no-one understands but that guaranteed my bonus.
What financial crisis? We all share the common onus.
I’m a little more reluctant dividing up my spoils.
Give or take the odd mill., I only cost the same as Royals.
Trust me? You’d have to be mad.

Good night. Farewell. Remember. Just maintain the status quo.
It’s yours to put your faith in, but what’s what is ours to know.
Trust us, we’re the Establishment.

© Phil Poyser, Macclesfield, 11th. November, 2014

It’s That Time Again…

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MaccWriters @ Christmas

The Macclesfield Creative Writing Group presents a festive evening

of stories, poems and music

Friday 12th December,

7.30pm onwards

Venue: King Edward Street Chapel, Macclesfield

Tickets £4 including refreshments

01625 871426 or pay on door

Yes, it’s true, the year is speeding faster than Jeremy Clarkson in a Lamborghini towards Christmas, and again, the Maccwriters will be hosting an evening of festive cheer at the lovely King Edward Street Chapel on Friday 12th December, doors open at 7.30pm. This will be an opportunity to hear original works specially written for the occasion to get you in the mood for that time of good cheer and reflection. We look forward to meeting new faces, munching mince pies to music and downing copious amounts of Sandy’s wonderful tea.

Work from Maccwriters

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This term has featured some great sessions at the Library, the Maccwriters have been busy and creative, despite being exiled to the IT suite last week instead of our usual room, thanks to those pesky Arts people! In true wartime spirit we rallied well, despite the rude interruptions from the constantly boiling tea urn (I might have had something to do with that – me and technology, you know)
This week Patrick has sent in a dark piece for the Showcase, please read and enjoy.

…and what’s more

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Hello again

I received an email from a group member today about smartphones. Let’s just say, it involved people using their thumbs on their beloved communication devices (as they do) and a current urban myth involving this and theft. I will remain cryptic in the interests of good taste!

However, in an effort to be politically correct, I thought I’d better research it and did find this article in the Telegraph online-

Please play the 4G video halfway down, hopefully you will find it as amusing as I did.

This got me thinking about our obsession with technology. I have recently finished another Phil Rickman book ‘The Magus of Hay’ which touches on the subject of books versus technology, because, as we know, Hay on Wye is famous for its second-hand and specialist booksellers and its literary festival.

Of course, many booksellers must hate the emergence of those pesky Kindles and the like, and we have probably all noticed the demise of the small high street independent bookshop, though this is probably also to do with the giant chains and online selling. Ah, the world is changing, for better or worse.

Personally I’ve never bought a Kindle, if only because I know as soon as you buy technology it’s obsolete, and I can see the treadmill of sales pressure it involves, or am I just a meanie? (could be)

Who says you can’t learn from fiction – I had never heard of the King of Hay (Richard Booth) previously, what a wonderfully eccentric place Hay must be, I am now thinking I really must visit it one day.

Rickman’s books are a great mix of unusual characters, spookiness, who-dunnit and that essential element of the British countryside, in Rickman’s case the Welsh borders where he lives, that is the ideal reading material for log fires and big comfy chairs – what’s not to love?

This Week

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Hi Everyone

Sorry I’ve been out of it recently, been a bit poorly and am currently grounded, stuck using crutches, so working up arm muscles like David Weir, and unable to drive around, which is not ideal. Not sure if I will make the group again this week, but Abercrombie’s workshop sounds brilliant.

To explain to any newbies out there who are thinking of coming – members can volunteer to take sessions using a literary/poetic theme.

I received an email from globetrotting group member Phil Poyser this week, now in Australia, thankfully he hasn’t cycled there this time, but knowing Phil, I’m sure it’s not the distance that would put him off.

“Hi Jan,
We’re in Perth, Australia, at the moment after an epic 4100 km journey from Broome in a camper van the size of a tea caddy. Apart from a momentary attack of incompetence on my part, resulting in a gentle van/brick wall contretemps, we handed the van back pretty much in one piece.
I’ve just read Charlie’s e-mails (for last week?) and am sending you some odd odes inspired by the Australian wildlife we’ve seen since we got here (other than in the pubs). Please add them to the blog if you think they’re suitable.
Hope Joy’s book launch goes well. I’ll have to arrange something like that for “Eric Bloodaxe? And Other Verse” which is now published on Createspace thanks to Charlie’s efforts.
We take the train tomorrow for Adelaide.”

Hopefully we’ll see Phil some time in the future, once his wanderlust is satisfied no doubt. Please check out his new verses in the 2014 Showcase. I’ll get the details of Phil’s new book when provided and add that to ‘Members’ Publications’.

Joy’s launch event for Stolen Rowan Berries takes place on Thursday 2nd October at Macclesfield Library from 7pm for the cost of £2.00. This includes refreshments. Please see our ‘Events’ section for more details.

An Evening with Maccwriters

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Excellent evening at the King Edward Street Chapel, and also many thanks to the Alto Sax Quartet who were in fine fettle. What a great place the Chapel is, full of history and atmosphere, and a fitting venue for the trading of tales and poems. We learnt that Simon has an interesting relationship with his car, and that Jean is in possession of a rather unique mirror, plus many, many other insights about group members, but that’s the thing about writing, it’s like opening a box of curiosities – we never know what we’ll find.

Whilst the readings unfolded, I found myself looking around and came up with the concept of the poem, ‘A Life in Shadow’, so I’ve put that in the Showcase. I was busy with work and competitions at the time ‘Cloudbursts’ was being compiled, so this is kind of a postscripted contribution. If the evening inspired anyone else, send it along to me for the Member’s Showcase (click on the tab above).

Very impressed with ‘Cloudbursts’, which is available on Amazon, full of mood pieces, humour, nostalgia and some wonderfully eerie stuff, check it out –

Charlie kindly reminded us as we left – Christmas, and the next bash, is on the way.

Autumn’s here, and we’re back

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Ah well, the summer is almost over, though maybe we’ll get that Indian Summer the glass-half-full brigade keep insisting is going to happen. Hope everyone has enjoyed it, managed to do that summer reading, and possibly writing, we all wanted to do. Many thanks to Abercrombie for loaning me ‘Miss Smilla’s Feeling for Snow’ by Peter Hoag, a great piece of writing and a character with a truly unique viewpoint. Would recommend it to anyone.
Ladies (sorry guys!) may like to check out this new website – – they are looking for work and will pay for it too, which can’t be bad.
The Maccwriters met for the first time after the break today and discussed the proposed trip out (are we still allowed to use the term ‘charabang’?) and suggestions for guest writers. There were readings from work done over the summer, and Charlie, Margaret and Phil told us about their debut at The Stockport Old Town Fringe last weekend. It seems Our Doris was launched on to the Cheshire literary scene like a veritable cruise ship on her maiden voyage.
Just a reminder to all out there that the group will be reading from their new anthology ‘Cloudbursts’ tomorrow night at 7.30 onwards. The venue is the King Edward Street Chapel in Macclesfield, live music and refreshments will be available.
If anyone has a new piece of work to put on to the Member’s Showcase, please send it over to me. Sounded like our members’ creativity has been flowing during the break. Keep it coming!


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