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  • Motionary

    Motionary

      Time has, as we know, a relative flow. Not rock steady, it eddies.  It’s tributaries tangling, and we stand angling for the ones that got away, the elusive minnow minutes darting and starting to snap in my fingers  as I grasp and clasp them And hold them close to. Watch out, they can crumble! watch…

  • Pass the full fat whatever

    Pass the full fat whatever

    I raided the cupboard tonight I wanted crisps, salt and bite But snacks there were none My shelves are no fun And my jeans are accusingly tight. If only there was a quick answer To make me as lithe as a panther To smooth all my bumps And banish those lumps But instead I have…

  • Nocturne

    Nocturne

    I stay up late at night: I somehow need to feel the dark. To have a space to bubble into, Rise and grow and stretch myself. But I am also lonely. Late at night is a solo shift. I should be being social, chatty. But I shrink away from that. A conundrum lies before me,…

  • Egg

    Egg

    Easter is a new egg, Shell perfect Untouched and new. Just waiting to crack And show What lies beneath. Perhaps it’s a fresh start For my weary heart. But I’d prefer chocolate 😉

  • New

    New

    Thinking about how, once you make a change it can become inconceivable that you could ever go back. My life is unrecognisable to when I started this blog and is can’t ever imagine reverting. Ever. How to define rebirth ? A big question given short shrift By me And others who should be enlarging this…