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Tuesday, 15 May 2018

Sister Me Not

Wish For Me, As You For Her...


Saturday, 19 August 2017

Friday, 11 August 2017

We > I

Can you forget what We feels like? Reciting the moments with a loss of the sensation...

Saturday, 24 June 2017

Grenfell


Grenfell Tower was home to so many people. My heart bleeds. I wrote this after hearing about it....


May all those affected find light once again.


Sunday, 18 June 2017

Tuesday, 16 May 2017

Monday, 10 April 2017

The Me Before The Woman

Kind Of Jealous Of Her.... Of Me. Before, So I'm Borrowing Some Of Her/My Light...


Saturday, 18 March 2017

Acrylics And Tears

The best counsellors have no qualifications....


Wednesday, 1 March 2017

Apparently Broken

The 'wrong' way to be the right woman.


Friday, 24 February 2017

My Children's Father

Single and No Kids


Thursday, 23 February 2017

Alone Is Fine

I guess I have to be sure of what I can offer too....


Saturday, 11 February 2017

A Light On A Hill

....cannot be hidden. 


Tuesday, 24 January 2017

Love's Tombstone

What Once Was Can Still Be Alive. In Spirit.


Tuesday, 17 January 2017

The Was Space

That space exists for all of us. Some of us visit it frequently, some occasionally and others will never ever go back. 

Saturday, 24 December 2016

The Right Way Wrong

People preach about the way. The order. The things. We need to be who we should be. Time is the best teacher.

Sunday, 6 November 2016

Origin

There was so many things I wanted to write here. I wanted to explain. I wanted the reader to understand. But I realised those that will. Will. Sometimes interpretations are felt rather than explained....


Tuesday, 20 September 2016

Friends With The Benefits Of Hope

Ever wanted it to mean more...

Monday, 5 September 2016

The Abandoned Florist

Some people fix while others enjoy. 

Wednesday, 31 August 2016

Shades In The Rain

I saw a woman with big black dark shades on. You couldn't see much of her face but I could almost tell she was not just wearing them because of the sun. She had bright red lips and immediately I wondered about her eyes. Then I started thinking about eyes and my imagination went for a swim in the ocean!
How we present ourselves is a form of expression. It's just that some of us are trying to communicate a stronger message than another.


Sunday, 21 August 2016

Amnesic

We have all been there, in a position where the feeling of love overwhelms us. We forget what once was, because hope feels better than regret... But is pain worth it..