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”

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”

Sabre tooth post-truth

Our Modern life is full of Sabre-tooth tigers Warring of clans and poisonous spiders Dirty dank water and cavernous pits Furious fires and razor sharp cliffs Or so our brain thinks, accustomed to caution Hard wired to react, all out of proportion A disease of our time, a shameful admission Anxiety and stress that weContinue reading “Sabre tooth post-truth”

Sadness is the colour blue

Sadness is the colour blue. That shade of midnight. When the Sun has gone as deep as it can go and the faintest stars blaze like the strongest suns. Happiness is Yellow. Bright buttercup yellow. Like the swimming costume I wore when I was five playing in our paddling pool keeping cool in the heatwaveContinue reading “Sadness is the colour blue”

Wake

Normally I am Little Miss Hopeful, relentlessly optimistic about humanity and our future. Some days, days like the day I wrote the first “movement” of this poem, drops of despair and confusion trickle through and for a while it becomes that much harder to find the light. I wrote Wake after reading my morning news,Continue reading “Wake”

Unfolding

When I was a child I used to love those paper-folding “chatterboxes”. The snip-snapping of the folded paper, the anticipation of what would I would find after I chose a random number or colour, the layers to be unfolded and the final “statement of truth” that would be revealed to me, which depending on whoContinue reading “Unfolding”

Ask Sally: Surviving Christmas

This used to be a tough time for me too, especially with the emphasis on food and well meaning friends and family buying chocolatey treats. It’s been a long road and knowing I was not alone was key to finding my way again.  Our wonderful advice columnist Sally, in her second piece for us, offersContinue reading “Ask Sally: Surviving Christmas”

Owned

Work progress has continued its comfortable pace today – slow, steady and moving forward. I have arranged my first official meeting to talk to a support organisation about how they can help and I am continuing to draft out my thoughts in some form of (dare i say it) plan. But that’s not what IContinue reading “Owned”