bloggity blog, poetry

moves me to words

Why have I suddenly found this so difficult Doing the thing I think I do best Doing the thing I feel is my calling My soul's purpose Not writer's block But soul block Not the lack of things to say Not a lack of words to use But a lack of desire To beat the… Continue reading moves me to words

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bloggity blog, poetry

my fears plucked

Him Biting off more than he could chew Porcelain teeth cut through my soft flesh Spat out my pieces The bits he found so distasteful Am I so distasteful? Displeasing disposable This taste, full heart The window in my new room In my new home Is wide open now Negative temperature air Floating through my… Continue reading my fears plucked

bloggity blog, Mother Fucking Rant

I’m an adult, I swear!

There is nothing quite like living with a parent when you are an adult to make you feel like a fucking child. I have a number of friend people in a similar situation to me. Finding themselves in a space in their life where they have had to either move back home or simply share… Continue reading I’m an adult, I swear!

bloggity blog, writing

trying out new old things

So, I have strayed away from things again. I have been sucked in by the poetry demons (which I love) and I need to let go a little. Not completely. But if I want to get the damn book finished then I need to make some changes. There will be a bit of a return… Continue reading trying out new old things

bloggity blog, poetry

through this year

"Good bye" the last words spoken. My past me left behind in a haze of cigarette ash, cruel words and bloody feathers strewn. Sworn to myself it would be the last last time. I gave you too many finalities. I gave you too many second chances, second thoughts. You gave me too many "I'll never… Continue reading through this year

bloggity blog, poetry

here comes the sun – the reality

Sun peaks round the corner Shining golden through the curtain of my hair A cool breeze traces atmosphere fingers over my skin And I realize I was daydreaming I look up and look around The sun-warmed air is salty sweet Such a pretty, blue day How long was I gone? Feeling like I just woke… Continue reading here comes the sun – the reality

bloggity blog, poetry

chest ribs broken

Decimated heart Torn out Cut from my chest Ribs broken Your rusty knife wounding You hand it to me, my dying heart Silver plater cold tarnished As if you are serving me Something which was never mine Removed and bleeding Hollow place where it once was It still beats like moth wings But it is… Continue reading chest ribs broken

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please reanimate me

Urges rising again I long for what is mine You speak to me Your voice is like spirits The type I get drunk from And the type that touch my soul I sit by the sea and drink it all in Your voice The sea My spirit The scent of salt in the air All… Continue reading please reanimate me

bloggity blog, poetry

and love, anyway

I meditate in poetry Not inside it But the words that help to send me off The thoughts that help to ground me Are said in a voice that is fluent in metaphor Bilingual second language Imagery rich in vision and colour When I close my eyes I see myself Not as I look but… Continue reading and love, anyway

bloggity blog, poetry

roar howl battle cry

A storm clouds the horizon Like smoke on the battlefield Have I used that metaphor previously? Sometimes I cannot remember But of course I am not talking about a real storm Or real clouds or a real horizon There is no real smoke except for that which plumes from your mouth Tobacco sickness sour There… Continue reading roar howl battle cry