A Poem.

How can I create if my house is not in order, If the inspiration I choose renders me numb, Stops my lips from forming the words I need to speak, So that I might reap the benefits of that love? Why should I come back, To paths well worn, And scenes remembered with retinal insistence […]

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Gumballs!

    I had to re-post this, just because it made me laugh, and I thought it deserved another round. I was actually trying to accumulate all of the work I’ve done on this book of mine over the past years, when I came across this piece. Ah, but for the pleasures of getting sidetracked, […]

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Gumballs!

I’m a bit rattled this morning, having had not very much sleep. My daughter had gone into meltdown when she realised that non-school uniform day was tomorrow, not today. So I was awoken from my dream-filled slumber by my phone buzzing urgently, the familiar buzz ascribed to one person alone in my contacts list, and […]

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A Blessing

All that I am, I have to give, Even my torrid heart. If all that I am is this old heart, Then my life is surely had. Beaten once by fortitude, My weakness my desire, I cannot strive to be so strong, If along the way I tire. Judge me not; this broken heart, That […]

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I pray for miracles

  I pray for miracles today, As tiredness grips my eyes. Leaning ever closer to change, In a way that I have not known before. This love I feel, tempestuous, raw; The most sublime, and sweetest taste, Pulling from inside of me, Filling every part of me. Adrenaline rush; mechanised fear, Excitement at the wheel, […]

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Restless

  I am restless, Unable to think straight, Or quantify my emotional output. My head is full of glass, Or buds of cotton; Unsure of the viscosity of life To which it should align. What frequency to tune into Without those neural connections To illuminate a path with their neon certainty.   Streaks of yellow […]

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Speechless Heart

Heal my heavy heart Wound round my neck And made of lead. Fill my heart with warmth, ‘Till brimming full It glows with red. Cup my heart In your strong hands, And tell me that it’s Worth the sand That trickles from This hour-glass; ‘Til beating fast It knows once more The kiss of light […]

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Speechless Heart

Heal my heavy heart Wound round my neck And made of lead. Fill my heart with warmth, ‘Till brimming full It glows with red. Cup my heart In your strong hands, And tell me that it’s Worth the sand That trickles from This hour-glass; ‘Til beating fast It knows once more The kiss of light […]

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