Shattered Seeing you lying there Through a tiny window Covered in a pure white shroud Wishing, hoping, praying That it was not really you. Wanting to be close To kiss your lips To hold you in my arms And feel your warmth again Why did you choose to die? To scream, to yell, to cry…
Call me crazy, or demented (??!!), or maybe just plain stupid, but I’ve accepted a new challenge today: 30 poems in thirty days, starting today! Well, actually I’m only one of those things, but I love new challenges, and find them inspiring, and great fun to participate in, even if I don’t complete the, and…
I want my writing, poetry and blogs to improve, to be something more, and I find it so easy to be my own worst critic. This fact can often make it easy to accept feedback more negatively or personally than it is meant. Since travelling, there has not been enough time to think and take…
Following my last blog, I’ve thought further about blogging, and why I do it. Our young friends asked me yesterday if the movie Julie and Julia had inspired me, and if I intended to publish my blog one day. I have thought about publishing Project 366, especially as now it is a recipe file, and…
On the weekend, I was lost in thoughts and playing with words, in between trips to the shops, visits to sick friends, dinner with special friends and the weekend chores. It was also a time for my first political rant on my blog… for which I do not feel the need to apologise! On another topic, my first poetry book is…
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