Crumbs and crumbling

No longer serving tea and biscuits to doubt. I wish – that’s a lie, actually doubt is what keeps me real. It brings me back to earth, I listen to it and I self correct and keep going. Nothing wrong with humble but anything past that and you start to retreat into hiding. Which serves […]

Woven

You give me your words And I weave them in Stitching deep Beneath my skin On the outside I look like me But within I’m becoming A little bit of everyone *such a special month of stories – only a few left to go. Every time I write up an interview, add photos and create, […]

Trapped behind the glass

Anger At everything and no one Thoughts thrown Like logs I keep Piling them on Bonfire spreads Walk faster Even the dogs gingerly tread further out Their animal scents mine Funny how part of I can stand beside Watch the smoke rise And know “Ahhh here she goes – well things are bound to feel […]