Today, I don’t want to be a forest tree Organic Swaying Flexible I used to think diplomacy the highest form of principle Today I see There are too many people to please Too many trying to bend Train my branches into a shape that suits them Snap! That was the sound of my patience flaying […]
It’s the Leo full moon As I type it’s early morning here Dark Yet the big heavy moon hangs like a tea drop Like a mirror Like a silver plate of my Grandmothers That as a child I used to stare into Who are we? Who am I? We have all these layers that life […]
Fault lines are the things Which run under the skin Beneath the earth Unseen Chaos Waiting to erupt You have to know Why they are there Because only then Can you hope to avoid the triggers *others… https://athousandbitsofpaper.com/2019/11/03/holding-stones/ Or https://athousandbitsofpaper.com/2017/07/21/song-of-the-flightless-birs/
The wrong doer Is not allowed into the sunlight She consists Subsists Of all those stupid things I have done The wrong doer is not alowed out Into the warmth Of my approval She is the wrong doer Sad This part I used to hate Of late Instead I pity her No adulation Approval Applause […]
Is the art of make up application simply part of enhancing your self esteem or something more?
Isn’t high self esteem just armour created by the ego to defend itself? If so – what is a worthier goal?
A tree reflected in a puddle is still a tree The moon reflected in the river is still a moon The sky reflected in the ocean is still the sky You are not what you see (or think you see) reflected in someone’s eyes You are you Like the tree The sky Or the moon […]
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 […]
Hello cellulite Hello little dimple I know your name But I haven’t met this new wrinkle Welcome Welcome to the skin That I live in You’ll have lots of company Look to my thigh There are freckles there And Moles And as you climb higher A stretch mark enfolds Where I’ve lost weight Or gained […]