Sunshine is good for the soul

Spring flowers double their dazzling yellows.Magical, enchanted summer scenes.Autumn leaves aglow.And even in the depths of winter,a little moss illuminates the grey.Frost and rain bring sparkling radiance,and the Gorse flowersblaze brightly on the hill.The sun will shine again. https://flic.kr/p/t8SUU7 Spring flowers double their dazzling yellows. https://flic.kr/p/w9QPzN Magical, enchanted summer scenes. https://flic.kr/p/PtAzWn Autumn leaves aglow. https://flic.kr/p/CCS3zp…… Continue reading Sunshine is good for the soul

Hermit

I am a hermit, curled tight in my shell. Face pressed into the warmth of my creativity. I cannot rise above perpetual pain to be your beacon in the night. The world is larger than my mind can stretch. You will move beyond to the stars.

Sending love on Mother’s Day …

to you who carried your child spilled blood, sweat and tears to bring them into the world to you who’s chosen your child and gathered them in to become your family to you who yearned and longed for a child of your own feeling incomplete without to you who knows what it is to carry…… Continue reading Sending love on Mother’s Day …

Aftermath, by Siegfried Sassoon

Have you forgotten yet?… For the world’s events have rumbled on since those gagged days, Like traffic checked while at the crossing of city-ways: And the haunted gap in your mind has filled with thoughts that flow Like clouds in the lit heaven of life; and you’re a man reprieved to go, Taking your peaceful…… Continue reading Aftermath, by Siegfried Sassoon

Early night

light diffused through thin curtains muscles burn, bone weary not-even twilight as I wait for sleep just another day just another way in which I struggle to live fully, widely foolishly hoping for respite endlessly pushing onward towards some invisible goal because that’s just what you do, right? just keep moving until moving is no…… Continue reading Early night

18 years

18 years ago I was right here A different person But the same me I was breathing I was terrified Realising my life was about to change The fear The thrill The pain I didn’t know it would be hours yet But I knew it was time It was all beginning And everything would change

Wayside Flowers

Daisy

Wayside Flowers Pluck not the wayside flower, It is the traveller’s dower; A thousand passers-by Its beauties may espy, May win a touch of blessing From Nature’s mild caressing. The sad of heart perceives A violet under leaves Like sonic fresh-budding hope; The primrose on the slope A spot of sunshine dwells, And cheerful message…… Continue reading Wayside Flowers