No more time to change

Tuesday in November It didn’t rain. The line between cold and hot, lonely and mocked, was paved over without a sound. It was a Tuesday. It was a clear sunny day, just over four degrees. When the ozone layer dislocated its joints and stretched into oblivion. It’s tireless work ignored, without tears, the ground belowContinue reading “No more time to change”

Blood Right

  It’s been a tough week.  That is all I have been able to articulate to anyone who has asked.  Five words that could be unpicked for days before finding the knot at the heart of it all.  Or, the Not in my case. Word play aside,  it is time for me to share.  AsContinue reading “Blood Right”

The Pisces Call

  I stumbled out the Great Sea with legs unsure and unformed. Millennia passed as I grazed and clawed, grew limbs, and shook off my scales. In time, my core stiffened to meet new pace, poise shifted and teeth met with tongue. Through years I shaped clay from waiting wet earth, cementing will and allContinue reading “The Pisces Call”

The perils of change

(I had to add this poem as a picture as WordPress helpfully kept removing my spaces!   Note- WordPress, you may need to consider this feature for the poetic among us) The Perils of Change This poem came to me in one of those midnight inspiration moments.  The last 6-9 months have been extremely wearing,Continue reading “The perils of change”

The carer’s career

I wrote this poem after texting my husband to pick up some milk. It occurred to me that there are relationships everywhere that at some point one will send this message to the other. I then reflected on what that request meant to me in my relationship and realised it’s depth. Hidden in this mundaneContinue reading “The carer’s career”

Heart beat

Can you ever stop your heart leaping up, painting right into the corners of a future not here? That may never be. Could never be. Yet the heart has already vanished over a golden horizon – titles up, audience jump to their feet applauding the textured script, the wonder of realised vision. Except nothing, notContinue reading “Heart beat”

One. Two

The day was still. She felt like time, had frozen, the moment it happened.  Nothing mattered anymore; her heart, her blood, her breath would be a constant effort hereon in. Life had stopped, and she with it. She could walk around that Moment and examine it from all its angles – the bed, the faceContinue reading “One. Two”

Brexit (Tiddley Pom): The Pooh of Politics

A friend of mine read my poem about mental health in the modern world, “Sabre-Tooth Post-Truth“, and concluded that it had a Winnie The Pooh style about it. Praise indeed! It gave me the idea when feeling particularly exasperated about the state or rather in-a-state of British politics, of writing a poem about the insanityContinue reading “Brexit (Tiddley Pom): The Pooh of Politics”

Mind – Full

Words are flying around my head None will take root and find meaning Feelings are sent tumbling To a place without words There are no pictures either Just half-words and muddled phrases Thrown up from deep recesses Gushing into my mind I can grasp neither heads nor tail Whizz banging articulations fade Before I canContinue reading “Mind – Full”

Faithlessful

It’s easy to be full of the Divine when the warmth of the sun dazzles your eyes But when your heart scatters into pieces across the Universe What then of your faith? What then of angels with soft wings? What then of Gods and Goddesses, aspects and effigies – Totems and trinkets that keep usContinue reading “Faithlessful”