The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow— It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. When We Two Parted, George Gordon Byron The dampness pervades Puckering my skin Against the cold light of... Continue Reading →
Fears and Tears Before I began this poem I never realised How many of my fears Are connected to family ties. The fear of losing them Is always the most obvious But there are others too That only I might... Continue Reading →
The witch stood at the door She had no need to stare No need for words or gesture We all knew she was there. The tree leaves quivered Though no breeze was there The birds fell silent in the glade... Continue Reading →
THE LIST Tears and fears and panic attacks Asthma inhalers and ambulance backs Anxiety, worry, pain and stress My work is not good for my health! Mortgage and bills and food and pets Clothes, shoes and roof to keep out... Continue Reading →
We need change, we need to wake up now! I feel so frustrated, angry and empty of hope at the way things are right now in this world.
Scribbles from me to you 