Thriving?

We’re going through a difficult time at the moment - I won’t go into it but suffice is to say one outcome could be pretty crap. A deep fault of mine is that I allow worry to wrap itself round my heart and squeeze ever so painfully. So much so I find it hard to … Continue reading Thriving?

Poem: Busy

I thought it a shame, as you click clicked That you missed the warmth of a small body, And the softest hair at his nape. As you swipe swiped, I wanted to name you apathy, but for your self-regard. I swallow around the tight ball To collect blinks, a lifted chin, a Precious smile. You … Continue reading Poem: Busy

Bullies, cowards and empty cupcake sleeves

I don't normally read the gossip columns, or at least, i don't normally admit to reading them; but i was moved to post this on my Facebook today: Was there a woman who saw those awful pictures of Nigella Lawson who didn't think "If he does this in public what does he do behind closed … Continue reading Bullies, cowards and empty cupcake sleeves

Poem: You’re just not that into me

I’d resorted to using a website For lack of natural introductions, (a curse of a more modern age). In my naïveté, I thought it more honest, A chance for virtual reciprocation, or, where a tangible love could bloom. So, after searching for the right date site (and this took much procrastination!) I found one with … Continue reading Poem: You’re just not that into me

No room for self doubt

I had a thought; in between the madness of work over the last few weeks. It was like a scolding fork prodding my left bum cheek. The thought was simply; why? Yes, yes..i’ve had it before. Many a time if fact, when talking about my ex. But this time it miraculously resonated with the answer. … Continue reading No room for self doubt

Poem: Crackle and burn

See, the crackle and burn of your grace? Sound sears through icy dark, Lays a hand on my face Like solar flares, your love purges, Frees the mercy you promise. Faith and trust born, merges. Nothing could be more simple; You. Love. Me... And all you bestow is ample Nothing's more harder to understand, Forgiveness, … Continue reading Poem: Crackle and burn