Scribbles from me to you

My poetry & prose


December 2017

Sliabh Truim

How many times my feet have walked Upon your hills and heather How many times my heart has sung To your glory in all weather Your grassy slopes and heathered top That in the summer purples Where curlews sing and... Continue Reading →


Today, I am shaky Anxiety spiking Everyone else looks happy Not I, I am shaky Head's all over the place Body rebelling Nausea, aches and pains Telling me to stop, go, stay, Slow down, speed up Leave, Hide, run away... Continue Reading →


Anticipation Anti-cipation? Aunty sigh patient Lol

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