Poem | sunny meadows
inner calmthe promisedsecret keyto happiness tranquil placewithin ourselvesthat wecall home raging stormsfailing ruinover everlastingsunny meadows
inner calmthe promisedsecret keyto happiness tranquil placewithin ourselvesthat wecall home raging stormsfailing ruinover everlastingsunny meadows
If my brains were a SATNAV I’d be lost. Destination unknown – that’s how my electronic voice would startle you: Unclear signs ahead, please hold as I stall. Only then to make you wait in an agonizingly frustrating (and thankfully imaginary) traffic jam; no clue as to why you’re stuck, or how to escape. Or … More Personal | Boxed Love
P etals defiantly playing in the sunO penly hidden between shades of greenP rovoking a smile on lips unwantedP apaverY ou never cease to amaze
i want to wake up, get up, be activemove before the dawn is donespread my wings and fly awaybutno ma’amnot today i want to celebrate, party, be merrydance until the day is donethrow my hands up, sing and swaybutno sirnot today i want to hold you, keep you, be yourslove until my life is donelaugh … More Poem & Personal | not today
I’d bite my nails, but they’re fragile already. I’d check the clock again, but that feels impolite. I’d wish the elderly woman would fall asleep so I could send some texts but that desire makes me feel shallow. I wish I knew what was happening! It’s Friday evening and although I’m seemingly all-self-composedly draped on … More Personal | Dear Envy
you burden me with your advicehow to make people think I’m nicecrop my hair, say pretty pleaseabandon my own boundaries then laugh at me with all your mightwhen I turn left where you went rightpoint your finger, call out my wrongto make me feel I don’t belong but if friendship equals people to keepthen what … More Poem | the best company
Alice Cooper comes to mind as my Doctor Of Neuropathic Medicine (aka my “Nature Doctor”) explains why my vegan cheese is “about the worst thing to eat”. I wanna love you, but I better not touch NO MORE VEGAN CHEESE!? Oh come on! What’s next? Eat broccoli?? EW! It’s a watery Monday at a crowded-in-a-cozy-way … More Personal | No Sugar No Cry
one foot in, one foot outhand on the handleafraid to let go and goafraider to glance behind and stay frozen in time’s momentbut this too must passclose my eyes, breathe inone lungful of courage is all it takes push the handle, pullit open, let the unknownbreak my desolation, andcross the threshold into adventures anew
Page 132 That what came first, must be honoured by what came after I prod my maternal grandmother’s photograph up against a pillow on my bed (she was so pretty!), and kneel before it. The idea is to bow before her, to honour her, to acknowledge her and her role in my life and my … More Personal | Growing Little
finding my placeas part of the treeof life within we grow do I shake my leaves?do I keep the thorns?do I grow blossoms? guarded by loveguided by life, butall choices are mine