Mindfulness Quinoa Smashed Avocado Wellness Living a good life means… The conversation swirls coalesces depresses the person who has no idea how to why Wry are their lips as they sip an ordinary coffee and ponder the wonder of tuning in whilst all around them are tuning out Have you ever sat alone and listened […]
Here you come a creeping Tightening bands around my head Flowing down my shoulders Restricting Constricting Ravaging My chest And there I go sending Sending you away Breathing deep And dusting all your clingy fingers away The tendrils still crawl towards me But I stamp upon their fronds I’m aware that you’re a channel Switch […]
As I hear you hurl your breakfast Into the loo I think to myself Well things don’t always go according to plan And I pop another Panadol To take the edge of my tooth pain And I think to myself Well things don’t always go According To Plan And I rifle through my suitcase Looking […]
Sorry Sorry Yes please! Please Sorry Sorry Thankyou Thankyou so much! Oh sorry Excuse me Sorry Oh thanks Thanks so much Bye A woman ordering a blueberry muffin The server doesn’t hear her Such is the smallness of her voice So she apologises Apologises for her existence Her mistake Like it is a true error […]
I have at least fifty blog posts sitting in “drafts” What to post and why and how is a daily question Sometimes it is answered simply A piece of poetry flows out onto the keyboard easily and nicely and I hit post because it just says it all so concisely. Then there are the other […]
There was a vey angry poem here for a few hours. I took it down, readjusted this post. Because it was full of the energy of anger which can be a difficult thing to read. When someone empties themselves out of an emotion or through an experience using writing as the vehicle for their thoughts […]
You tell me this You tell me that You tell me what we will eat What we will not That this will make us fat Unhealthy Gross You tell me that this is going out and I can’t do this But I can do that That this is how things will be in the new […]
Some days The stories come to nothing Worries pile up Thoughts spin And the whole business of living seems to be rusting quietly deteriorating silently striating pieces of my mind like they might mean something but they don’t They really don’t Nothing seems to be contained built up into something of worth At least when […]
