Patience

When I was little sweets were banned, and only for rare treats.There’s plenty fruit and bread for toast,You don’t need these to eat! But shops had jars all glistening, and sparkling sugar beckoned.And being young,  the thought of waiting: even for a second,Was torture for my little head,And I became adept, At savouring each morselContinue reading “Patience”

Little lies

There was a little fib,Which turned into a lie.As time drew on, its vastness grew,Beneath the cloudless sky. The gossip started as a wayTo feel a little tough,To have a little power whenInside was not enough. The lie grew legs and turned into,A Chinese whisper sort,Who cares they thought, whose going to know ?I’ll neverContinue reading “Little lies”

Thankyou

As we look past the storm damage and the winter garden, bereft of it’s colours and usually dug up by four giant paws … We could be sad and ponder all that was lost, and is gone: lament the landscape of change. Or we could take a moment to celebrate all that has been andContinue reading “Thankyou”

Storm

This is bonnie. When something isn’t right she stands very still and shuts her eyes . When she is scared she freezes. Until the storm passes. Often this becomes our default. Things get pushed aside to deal with later, lists are made and lost, promises made and broken. Mañana Mañana.. A happy medium between awarenessContinue reading “Storm”

Soup

As the temperature changes and jumpers are sought We get to discover the sale stuff we bought  Last winter from Next where we queued like grey dominoes To purchase more clothes, where straight under the bed they go. And finding soft clothes fitting dark cooler days , Is akin to the lure of the slow cookerContinue reading “Soup”

Baby bird

How old were you when you found your wings ? When did you first feel in control of your choices? Or grounded enough to let go of your fear? Whose fear was it anyway ? Did you climb a mountain in a sweltering landscape and peek at your new perspective through the gap in the clouds?Continue reading “Baby bird”

Road trip

Oh what we wouldn’t give To have another life One which has more sunshine Where no neighbours give us strife. Well here’s a little story Given with a pinch of pride, To tell you that you can indeed; And land the other side. Not only as the self you were: Bit all the missing parts,Continue reading “Road trip”

A splash of ink

Have you been whispered about? Have you ever felt the cold prickles of recognition when you realise your name is being said, but not to you.Have you ever had an opinion about anyone else?Of course you have. Mostly our thoughts and comments of this and that dissipate like the haar on the edge of theContinue reading “A splash of ink”