Hard and slow…

I'm dreaming...   I sit on a window ledge. Outside it is pouring with rain and droplets drip, drip, slide down the window pane. I am mesmerised and watch them as they race towards me, pouring with every breath I take. I'm wearing nothing but a loose, sheer night shirt; it slouches off my shoulder... Continue Reading →


Protected: Magic Number

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Just sshh…and listen

I don't claim to know much. I can tell you, though... that so much darkness has passed through this soul of mine. Much has been poured in and left there to fester and it has hurt me and left scars. They're not supposed to hurt, scars...healed and emblazoned as they are on my skin, on... Continue Reading →

Sporadic Fire

Comfort and peace of mind can often come from places we least exptect. And the inverse of everything in that sentence is also true. I am here for my sanity. For my peace. For beautiful words from wonderful people. If I couldn't express myself here, life would be starkly different . I have been a... Continue Reading →

A short absence

It's nearing the time of day when I usually sign off from here and chuck myself happily into the evening routine of mummyhood. But as of today, I will be absent or at least not quite as present for about a week. Nothing to be done about it, just how it is at certain times... Continue Reading →

Long, Angry (okay, incensed) Post. Some bits about sex. And some about religion. And a little bit of existential philosphy. I know, a veritable smorgasbord of intelligent and entertaining thoughty thoughts.

Thursday I started two poems just now, they sounded awful so I thought I would just write and see what happens. It's not like I haven't got things to say. Good grief, I could go on and on if I had the time. Forgiveness. I wrote a post about it around a year ago and... Continue Reading →

Pure, unabashed, aching needs

I've  fought and battled wounds and clichés and over used, overly abused phrases, denoting a whore's worth in this painful plane of verisimilitude, undulating with excruciating pain, buckling my knees as I squeeze the last droplets of affection within this connection that was once shared for years and now deluged in sliced tears , flavoured... Continue Reading →

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