This morning I sat in the doctor's surgery and cried. It is the third time I have sat in the same position in the last few weeks. Progress has been, I suppose, because the crescendo of emotion spewing out from the build up of the last few months - frustration, weariness, pain and confusion -…Read more When Stress Couch Surfs on my Sofa!
Recently, I dipped into a book I’ve been reading on and off for the last couple of months. I may, if I am honest, confess that it is probably over a year that I have been it! The book in question is Poemcrazy: Freeing Your Life with Words by Susan G. Wooldridge. I reached the…Read more A Name to Call Myself
I close a door and lose the chance For you and me to learn to dance I close a door and fail to see, that you are very much like me. I close a door, then stand behind My prejudice and fixed stone mind I close a door and what could be gain, is left…Read more If I close a door, then…
Still deep blue water Embraces me. Still deep blue water Fascinates me. Still deep blue water Captivates me. Still deep blue water Wraps me In a world of simple contentment. Dreams can be held like prized jewels, Affixed in gold, Ripe for careful study: To contemplate, Formulate, Gestate. ...This still deep, blue water
My day Is glorious With apple pie, Fluffy, white clouds A gleam in my eye. My day Is restful, With toast and tea, Calling, young robin A book on my knee. My day Is pale grey, With leftover swede, Heavy, mud footpath, A mind full of need. My day Is wild storms. No desire to…Read more Some Days