Ode to a Bad Day

You can gather from the title today is not a good day. Yesterday wasn’t great either but today, has definitely been what those of us with mild-moderate M.E call a Bad Day. I wanted to write today. I also wanted to do some housework. I wanted to go to the library and maybe stop offContinue reading “Ode to a Bad Day”

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”

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”

The seeking of balance

Out of chaos, out of form, comes balance. It reveals itself, not to those who crave order but to those who walk through the mire. It holds those undesired in its arms, its cradle soothing their dissonance. It looks into our world of spinning thoughts and yearning, and speaks: “Find me in your middle, drawContinue reading “The seeking of balance”

Two friends catching up over coffee 

Hello my dear, it’s been too long What have you been up to? Well, this year I fell apart. A breakdown. How about you? I felt like I couldn’t go on The kids, work, that neighbour from hell I know what you mean hon, I’ve had it tough as well It’s exam year this yearContinue reading “Two friends catching up over coffee “

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”