the passing storm

the tide is turning      waves are building           higher with each day      a build up of           tension                stress           until all is                drowning                     sinking                          suffocating                overcome by                     obligations                          responsibilities                               a task list so long                                    its a novel                     so many things                          so many pills                               so many, many things and pills                                    all piling up so high                                         so high                                              so…… Continue reading the passing storm


there’s a certain rhythm in the  cough    splutter      sneeze the backbeat of these cold-filled days  cough    splutter      sneeze my nose-blown horn rings out so loud  cough    splutter      sneeze to celebrate the weekend’s here  cough    splutter      sneeze


a heavy chain made of fear and worry wraps tight around my chest making breathing shallow and turning lips to blue solid links of cold hard iron dig into my flesh stifling suffocating holding me down and all I can do is wait head bowed tears welling hanging on to your hand until the chain…… Continue reading Chained


it’s not until I’m emerging blinking into the light that I realise how tense the darkness is how I’ve been holding my breath wound tight rigid while the world swirled around me and now for no good reason it’s gone and muscles rest languorously luxuriating in this peace

A Moment

Life is Suddenly Overwhelming Sometimes Noise, chatter, small talk, do this, do that, keep smiling, don’t stop, keep moving… I am one Who needs Quiet and peace And time and space Breathing deeper, slower, calmer, letting go of knotted muscles tense and tight… My mind is Far away From here