Hi. I want to work on my poetry so it has some more structure and form and traditional characteristics. But writing poems is very therapeutic for me and when I have to write a poem I just have to write it with my own rules. I came to the park intent on reading a bookContinue reading “Lost but I will prevail”
Tag Archives: grief
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,Continue reading “Reflections”
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 feelingsContinue reading “Camaraderie In Grief”
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 IContinue reading “Marrying a Dying Man”
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,Continue reading “Lucky Us-A Love Poem”
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. JustContinue reading “A Whoosh Of Unidentified Grief”
Fall From Grace-Vigilance & Honesty In Self Care
Yesterday I posted why I haven’t been writing and why I still can’t write for a bit and it’s all very true. But this morning I woke up and realised how I am neglecting myself somewhat and how putting my writing on hold is part of that. Writing is one of my ‘me’ things andContinue reading “Fall From Grace-Vigilance & Honesty In Self Care”
The Temperature Of Coma
The Temperature Of Coma Staggering down the hallway Feet curled over you broke your flip flop. Struggling to speak, I didn’t know what was to come. Swaying side to side on the sofa Talking gibberish like a drunk, I thought it was the Morphine, I didn’t know what was to come. Seemingly eternal wait forContinue reading “The Temperature Of Coma”
I Don’t Like The Silence But I Don’t Want To Make A Noise-Grief & Anxiety In The Evening
Since my husband died over 4 years ago, I’ve started to suffer anxiety at night. I’ve never really been an anxious person before and it took me some time to identify what it was. As evening approaches I start to feel unsettled, my activity level reduces and I just want to get the essential thingsContinue reading “I Don’t Like The Silence But I Don’t Want To Make A Noise-Grief & Anxiety In The Evening”
The Effect Of Grief On Bipolar Disorder And How To Start To Overcome It
Ideas explored deeply in my upcoming book “Finding My Sorrow-A Memoir Of Extraordinary Love & Journey In Grief & Bipolar Disorder”. Grief in those with pre-existing Bipolar Disorder is an area which is poorly addressed in terms of literature, understanding and practical support. Grief Counselling for Bipolar Disorder should be provided by someone notContinue reading “The Effect Of Grief On Bipolar Disorder And How To Start To Overcome It”
The Musings and Learnings Of A Widowed Bipolar Mum 