Gardening in the Time of Corona (A Poem)

I started gardening last week – Planted seeds in a pot, Smelled the sweet earthiness. Saw a butterfly, And dreamed of hedgehogs. Nothing happened. Though I watered them (Not too much, nor too little) And stared, And heard a bee bumble by. Did the laundry, And dreamed of forgotten things. Nothing happened. I am still […]

Is it Still Brave If We Don’t Have a Choice?

#Kale – Metaphors Keep discrediting the metaphors: Annihilated “Journey”, Liquidated “Battle”, Excused “Chapter”. * I write #kale poems for my friend @drbexl as she lives with the challenges of a secondary breast cancer diagnosis (#livingwithmets), but this one is sort of for both of us. Because while her challenges are not my challenges, and my […]

I Wrote A Poem on Purpose

I had your purpose once – A burning call that Whispered to my dreams And shouted above the cacophony Of a million doubts. A love that consumed my heart A vision that overcame A never ending tug that Pulled everything into tension. * It was beautiful and brave, Golden and glistening. Admirable. A reflection of […]

Us. Them. Other. (or Life on the Edge)

I live fairly close to the edges of things – I’m the one who says the wrong thing, or writes what everyone’s thinking and nobody will say. My past is littered with moments of other-ness so as much as it’s cosy in here with Us, I can’t help but wish They could be here too. […]

Not The Thing

I used to think that I had to find The Thing and then I would be Happy. You know the Thing? That something that somehow if I worked out what it was and did it, everything would make sense. Everything would be worthwhile. The obstacles would be as nothing. I just needed to look around […]

I’m not done yet

There are so many failures littering these past few years, if that’s the way I look at it. I have wasted a perfectly good brain and excellent grades in university by not finding a PhD. Instead I am the carer for my ASD diagnosed Little Person.  I have not mastered the art of housework. Instead […]