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Dirty Black Hole
I am still battling an episode of depression. I think I was probably mildly depressed for about a year but I didn’t notice it as I’ve been living such a strange and restricted life anyway as my teen battles ME/CFS. I care, I lay down. That’s pretty much been it for nearly 2 years. I’ve…
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Reflections
Who am I? Who was I? Who is she? Who was he? What the hell happened over here? I found this poem in a notebook yesterday, some of my reflections in December. It is a poem of reflection of the growth, faith and promise that can come from the darkest of times. It touches death,…
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Untitled Part One
The boulder is dense As I impel it up the hill. My appearance is tense As I endure this hefty bill. I’m paying to live. Recompense for the good times. Or is it my Karma? For disharmony, belligerence, negativity. The weight is so much, My hands warm and sweaty. A touch is what I need.…
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Walking, I am a miracle
Hi. My absence is a long story that I don’t have time for now. I am supposed to be getting ready for one of the overnight hospital admissions that my daughter has once a month since she got sick. But I decided well not decided, impulsively chose to leave that for a bit to post…
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Camaraderie In Grief
Having Bipolar Disorder, I have spoken already about how I can be cut off from my Grief. As such when Grief comes I am often grateful for the release it gives me and for the fact that it feels I am taking a step forwards in my working through my Grief process. I appreciate feelings…
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Marrying a Dying Man
Grief ebbs and flows. It never truly disappears. Sometimes I don’t even know that I am under it’s effects. This week I have been paralysed by Anxiety which I put down to a drop in mood which it may be in part but it rose and rose towards the end of the week as I…
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ME TIME-Poem
I must make time for me time, Even if just to write bad rhyme Or my head mutates to a stifled zone, Precipitating collapse With a mad tone. Balance I find hard to achieve it, Engines get revved with the things in my head Caring, social media, Wikipedia, Lost creativity, self activity, into tedium. Blessed…
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Announcement
Hello my faithful followers, I just wanted to share that I now have Instagram. Your ongoing support on the blog is much appreciated and invaluable to me but I would really welcome your support on Instagram too if you use it. You will have advance access to poetry before it hits the blog and some…
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Lucky Us-A Love Poem
Your love was whole like creation Giving and nurturing, fun, never taking We had our own nation. Fragranced with energy Love balanced, Imaginative and wise, Sometimes disguised. Sapiosexual I’m told, Enthralled by your mind, Perspicacious and bold. Others clambering behind. Elaborate sexuality, Touch charged with electricity, Gentle, Rough, A perfect duplicity. Your love was whole,…
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A Whoosh Of Unidentified Grief
Laden with Grief, compressing my soul, Restricting movement, squeezing my lungs, A suprising turnout, midst debilitating burnout, I feel I’m coming undone. I wish he would visit and melt it away, I called he said he loved me but he’s too far from gone I need him with me now to pacify my fear. Just…
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