It’s weird. I just reviewed the year to June 2015 As posted by me on Facebook. I have it printed in one of those book compilations that are advertised on Facebook ever now and  again.  It looks like so much fun. It looks like I’m having a blast the whole time. It makes me question…


   I love the sound of the wind in trees. I go and listen to a tree near my house when I need space and time. Today I  listened to different trees : but the effect is the same. Bliss is in the breeze. 

If. Or, Pollie writes a poem

A blank page is an opportunity. It beckons But I stall. I’m shy, uncertain, What if this is all? All I can produce. All I can get down. Small and stuttered, Slurred and slowed, I’m starting to slow down. What if I never find my voice What if it’s gone from me? Stealing into the…

Shake it off

You may know by now that I won the lottery of life back in 2007 when I was diagnosed with early onset Parkinson’s. Now, most of the time I choose to willfully ignore it. This is not bravery or inspirational behavior, I’m sorry to say. Rather, it is sheer blind ignorance, conscious ignorance, intended ignorance…


It’s been a while since I posted. That’s unusual behaviour for me. And I’ve come to realise that if I don’t post then I feel like I am missing out on something.  Which is strange really because this is only a little blog, it’s not like I have thousands or tens of thousands of followers….