Born at Cardiff HUB Festival 2014 and returning there for HUB 2015, MEGAVERSE is coming to Milgi, in Roath, in Cardiff.
OXJAM CARDIFF TAKEOVER PRESENTS MEGAVERSE features music and spoken word poetry performance. Aled Rheon and Nyx will be providing the tunes and I will be your host for the whole shebang. My name is Will Ford
Photo by Yvette Robertson Photography, taken during my performance at Scratch Platform. My Website will tell you more about me, link to silly little films I have been a part of, let you know about my ebooks and more. Without further ado…
FEATURED SPOKEN WORD PERFORMERS FOR THE COMING MEGAVERSE…
Neil Davies is a fifty six year old Carmarthen born poet and stand up comedian, now living in Cardiff. He performs stand up about the funny side of having Parkinson’s disease proving that, yes, there is a funny side to everything if you look for it. He writes about anything and everything, mostly with a humorous slant and occasionally some serious themes. If you ask he will write you a personalised poem, just give him a few details and away he’ll go!
Mark Curtis has a store of poems hundreds strong to dip into, often to be seen delivering horror tinged humour, equally likely to be seen sharing more intensely personal material relating to struggles with depression many of us can relate to and as enthusiastic about enjoying the work others as offering his own. Quite a gent!
Jill Berret is a writer of poetry, prose, in particular, memoir and is currently working on a semi-autobiographical surreal book. She is a member of the Roath Writers Group and through her writing is in the process of excavating her life, discovering what is hidden away.
Skin 1 – by Jill Berrett
In my hall mirror I catch your glance
as I brush soft powder on my face,
smudge eyelids smoky grey. You
look back with lips deep red and pursed.
Six decades of not being you,
no protection of solemn vows exchanged,
no pink for a girl you never knew.
(I have kept my promises to myself)
I read my lines like tea leaves, see years
taken hostage by illness now returning to me.
Your choice of safety net was not for me
but I thank you for my skin,
only wishing it had been a little thicker.
Fran Smith, philosophical body poet. Published in London poetry Grip, I Am Not a Silent Poet, Angry Manifesto, RARA Anthologies and also read on radio. After 30 years working as a holistic therapist, Fran writes about emotional links between mind, body and spirit. Fran conveys ideas with an appreciation and love for all creation, in particular the miracle of life in the human body. Fran advocates for animal welfare, protection of environment, nature, seeds and trees, abuse and social justice, stress and social welfare with the healing power of positive love for a more empathic world with peace. www.francessmithwilliams.co.uk
Vincent Thomas a poet as serious as this portrait, except when he isn’t being so serious…relatively new to spoken word performance but a stronger presence than last time each time he takes the stage. Expect to be amused but here’s a sample of his serious side…
Horrors of modernity -by Vincent Thomas
Thus I invite the candour of a lost coastal past,
A rippling of enchantment by the countryside sea.
An adrift satisfaction; now a memory miscast.
In cutthroat society, serenity has long passed,
No calm in enthusiasm, that false ecstasy.
Thus I invite the candour of a lost coastal past.
Des Mannay: Winner of the ‘Rethinkyourmind’ poetry competition 2015, 2nd in the Disability Arts Cymru Poetry Competition 2015 and Finalist in the Creative Future Literary Awards 2015. Shortlisted for the Erbacce Poetry Prize 2015. Shortlisted in the Welsh Poetry Competition 2015. ‘Focused on hard-hitting social issues…poems which made a statement’ (Sabotage Reviews). Has poems published or accepted for publication in 7 different poetry anthologies so far this year. Has several poems in the ‘I Am Not A Silent Poet’ online poetry journal and you can find him on Facebook
The Remote Console -by Des Mannay
Sometimes I look at you
And think –
Just dreaming really….
Then I listen
And start to sink
When you pour out your troubles
I want to drink your heart
But that’s kept away
With the silver wear
For special occasions
And special people
I’m the invisible man
In your estimation
But I’m real
And I’m here
And I care
When things are fine
You run straight past me
To greet a lover
But when things fall apart
And there is no other
You can find me
Tired and alone…
The remote console
Writer, performer, aspiring Victorian gentleman. She has a daily battle with what accessories to wear. Interested in sex, honesty, identity, toast and boundaries, prepare to have your boundaries challenged
EXTRA GUEST POET ALERT!!!
Join us at Milgi, from 3-8pm on Sunday August 16. Have a good time, for a good cause!
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