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August 2025
HP Poet: Nick Moore
Age: 50+
Country: UK


Question 1: We warmly welcome you to the HP Spotlight, Nick. Please tell us about your background?

Nick Moore: "I was born in Knutsford Cheshire; my parents split up when I was 7, so me and my mother moved to the North of England, this affected me greatly, influencing many poems. I didn't like school very much, finding it too restrictive, going straight into work at 16, into the university of life (a well-used saying at the time) working with adults with a learning disability for many years. I moved to Cornwall 10 years ago, never missing a day on the beach."


Question 2: How long have you been writing poetry, and for how long have you been a member of Hello Poetry?

Nick Moore: "Since 2011. I was in a band for a while, around the age of 20, writing songs, when I felt some of the songs seemed like they could pass as poems. My daughter was born a few years later, she sparked something in me, that just had to be expressed; the first poem I wrote was about her, what a child sees."


Question 3: What inspires you? (In other words, how does poetry happen for you).

Nick Moore: "Just about anything: philosophy, science, comedy, music, people, nature; but I have to let the idea grow in my mind, it's there in the background, and when it's ready, it will make itself known."


Question 4: What does poetry mean to you?

Nick Moore: "As a child, I was fascinated with the lyrics to songs, certain ones really spoke to me; for example Daniel by Elton John, the emotion in those words really got to me, so poetry was inevitably going to come into my life; so for me, it's a way of expressing thoughts and feelings that are hard to just bring up in a conversation."


Question 5: Who are your favorite poets?

Nick Moore: "Mark Bolan, was the first poetry I read, think the book was called Warlock of Love? Jim Morrison, Bob Dylan, Edgar Allan Poe, W.B. Yeats, C.S. Lewis and the many poets on Hello poetry."


Question 6: What other interests do you have?

Nick Moore: "Growing my own food, reading, surfing (not very good), listening to music, watching films from the silent era to recent ones, and walking my dog."


Carlo C. Gomez: “We would like to thank you Nick, we really appreciate you giving us the opportunity to get to know the person behind the poet! It is our pleasure to include you in this Spotlight series!”

Nick Moore: "Thanks again."




Thank you everyone here at HP for taking the time to read this. We hope you enjoyed coming to know Nick better. We most certainly did. It is our wish that these spotlights are helping everyone to further discover and appreciate their fellow poets. – Carlo C. Gomez

We will post Spotlight #31 in September!

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I want to know
why I'm afraid

was this choice
a mistake I made?

or was this brave
and necessary?

sometimes good things
can be scary

I don't know
where I am going

there is terror
in not knowing

all I know is
I am here

courage feels the same as fear
Adrift in salt waves,
Closer to sea than to roots
Mountains keep still.
I built her from the splinters,
of all the broken things inside me—
brittle, shaped in silence,
born in the space
between the scream and the swallow.

She was never meant to live,
only to protect.

Her voice was a lullaby of blades,
her eyes turning from anything soft.
but over time,
I buried her beneath layers
of laughter and light,
learning how to love gently,
without flinching.

Still—
I never forgot the sound
of her pacing beneath the floorboards.

Even now, I hear it—
a pressure rising,
a crack beginning to form.

I feel her iron teeth
pressed behind my smile.
I see her in the mirror,
just behind my eyes—
watching,
waiting,
wanting.

She is all the worst parts of me,
and yet I can’t help but wonder
if she ever felt lonely, too
Pluto was upset—he'd been demoted.
His cold earth shook and grew colder;
He, who locked the moon's eyes on him, scolded
other planets, who dared to grow bolder
injuring his giant ego—what for?
Lonely thing, being Pluto: failed solar
dwarf, who still thinks he is more
than a bore.
Excuses
are the white bread
spinal taps
that alleviate
the sticky
super glue
of truth
It's not the reflection in the mirror
it's the image we put into it
The riptide fell
It probably felt unwell
One toppled on another
Few weeks later
And somehow a tsunami awakened
The riptide is back
Tired
And running away
Hoping to not get consumed and torn up
By the tsunami again
Oh, btw my name means ocean so I think it's cool I feel a really deep connection with water and my name means ocean (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

EDIT: ignore that comment. It's Ryan pretending to be Dom. I can't delete it because he blocked me. Fore clarification, I'm not RGH. That's disgusting. Plus, why would I out myself? I'm not that stupid.
A quiet
young woman
in a library
reading books
with diagrams
of bomb shelters
and *** positions

She's thinking
of her future
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