Welcome to Indigo Dreams Press

 

  

  

A poet needs shadows as friends......

Indigo Dreams Press is a specialist poetry publisher offering many opportunities for publication. We publish two poetry magazines, anthologies and run annual poetry competitions. In addition we offer a booklet printing service with stapled, perfect or slotted bound booklets of your own work at incredible prices.

Reach is a monthly magazine now in its 10th year. It features new and established small press poets, a monthly cash prize for the top 3 poets voted for by the readers, many in-house competitions and anthologies and a popular letters section to exchange news and views.

The Dawntreader specialises in myth and legend, landscape and nature. It welcomes prose and articles as well as poetry and is published quarterly. The Dawntreader has gained excellent reviews and is establishing a firm following.

THE DAWNTREADER IS NOW 52 PAGES AND PERFECT BOUND

Sarasvati offers the opportunity to showcase your poetry or prose over 3 pages and will commence in November of this year, appearing bi-monthly. Submissions AND subscriptions now being taken. Be there at the start. 

  

Ronnie Goodyer is a well-known figure on the small press poetry circuit. He has 4 collections to his name, the current being New Words from an Old Hat.  He has edited over 100 publications and featured in a host of anthologies. As Poetry Editor for bluechrome he was responsible for selecting and editing many successful publications by new and more established poets. He is a regular poetry adjudicator and also runs the specialist poetry site for the 50+ at laterlife.com  Ronnie lives in the Wye Valley in Herefordshire, England with his permanent shadow, rescue border collie Soxx.

  

  

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A Poem for Hazel – Ronnie Goodyer  (from Reach Poetry 121)

 

There are sometimes deep dark despatches

and sometimes blood can flow freely over memories.

That’s when you listen to the opinions of the soul,

and watch how quickly the heart will follow.

 

Then the drying mud of the woods yield

bright stones, leading to the leaning fields

and an awakening of fresh air in tired lungs.

It’s the moment to write a poem for Hazel.

 

In old age travelling, with beauty I wander.

On the beautiful trail I am, with it I wander

 

Softness linked to wilderness and bucolic beauty.

A whisper on the pillow that occupies your mind

for days. A whisper that can unlock heavy bolts

and be the key to the morning and all its future colours.

 

It is possible to put a song in another’s mouth.

It is possible to hear it over many rivers and hills.

You just need to believe it happens in love chronicles.

I walk towards the sound and see my own Greek Naiad

 

bringing hope through summer to towering autumn.

It’s the moment to cease the blood memories and replace

with the forever changes that only inner love can bring.

It’s the moment to write a poem for Hazel.

 

Quotations from 'Song on Entering White House’ (Navajo)