Scribbles from me to you

My poetry & prose

Strangely Wonderful

Seeking for a photograph To distract and hide the truth Rather than face my loss Admit that grief is drowning me Now I see the truth of it God's gift of distraction Each moment a hiding away Loving her by... Continue Reading →


I am enoughDoes everythingThat need I doDoubt without and withinRemains and yet changes-me-Changes yet and remainsWithin and without doubtDo I need that?Everything does,Enough am I? OctPoWriMo 22 Day 5


Spinning out of control Mind and emotion making me dizzyEverything counterpointedWeirding out and disjointedThoughts colliding, words misspellingThe discombobulation tellingReflected in thoughts and words and deedsStressed and strainedand misconcievedThe deaths they die on page scratched outReplaced and rewrittengouged in ink and... Continue Reading →

Quilt Star

Groupquilting beevoices soft and loudcombine with stitches and craftbeginner and expert striveto create and growshare knowledgeshow Quilttogetherall as one we sewskill criticised under breathsilently redone, unsaidplucking thread awayas tongues clucking makepure Hangthe quilt upgroup pride it swellshidden reworking unsaidthose who... Continue Reading →


The sky illuminated starkly whiteSkin and breath drawn in against abrupt shockAs sudden darkness smothers, blinds the nightAnd as eyes readjust, with awe I gawk Caught in my mind's eye, glows striking imprintThe lightning bolt sears with a thrilling flashEngraving... Continue Reading →

Shine Your Light

Today I strive to expand and grow Burn with my soul's passion alight A candle whose flame upright I throw darkness away Lift high my banner bright Creativity Is the best way To harness Inner Fire

I above contempt

If I were youIf you were II think all would changeI know it wouldWould I destroyWould I lieLie to myselfLie to everyoneEveryone who cares or notEveryone who votesVotes like sheepVotes without thoughtsThoughts for the futureThoughts for peacePeace so fragilePeace so... Continue Reading →

Day 9 NaPoWriMo 2022

Asleep on my cushion, I'm dreaming Of chasing birds, balls and bottles! Of long walks with scents galore My feet kick out e'er more I outgrow bedding, Coats, toys and all My name sounds Good boy Max I thought I’d... Continue Reading →

Day 8 NaPoWriMo 2022

Sun rises on a new day -tree branches creakin dawn's cool breezeand we birds fill the airwith our song of joy:a clarion call to the worldto give voice to our thanks,our hopes and dreamsof a good day to come This... Continue Reading →

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