Tag: blog
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Mood Swings
I now totally get where the saying ‘you’ve got up on the wrong side of bed this morning’ comes from, by doing just that this morning. Waking up today made me feel like climbing up Mt Everest would’ve been easier. No sooner had I stood up that I had realised both of my hamstrings were…
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Summer Fashion
I’m not sure if you’d agree but it seems that we all dress better when the sun is out. Be it through using pops of colour to more extravagant patterns, in my view the sun does more than simply brighten up mood, it brightens up our wardrobes. Below are some looks I resort to in…
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Poem: Time
Time. Moving passed like Dew dripping from the leaves of The waxiest cuticles. My hands, Gnarled, close tight, Around the memories, Uprooted by those of time. Time, A spectre of the night, Time, invisible to the eye Of even the most profound inspectors. I suspect. Expecting time to wait for, Any man. Is…
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We All Do This…
Creatures of habit, copycats, primitive minds, call us what you will. The bottom line is that there are just some things we all can’t deny we’ve done atleast once in our lives, wouldn’t you agree with the below: We’ve looked away so abruptly that we’ve almost given ourselves whiplash, so to make it obvious…
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Why Are We So Ungrateful?
If you can read this right now then you have the ability to see. Sight is one of the most valuable senses us humans can posses yet paradoxically it is one we take most for granted. Too busy complaining about our bosses thinking they’re better than us or stressing that we aren’t earning as much…
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Isle of Wight Festival – The Journey
Getting up at 6 am may be easy for some, but for us mere mortals it’s somewhat of a challenge. Either way, I had to drag myself onto the train to meet my old university mates who were also making the jaunt to the island. Fast forward, skipping a rather boring car journey (of…
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Poem: Planet Earth
What is this planet we call home? Crying tears of salt water, Which hugs the coastlines days later. Spouting rivers of lava, Meandering from vast volcanic craters. Motions of oceans, You see land, you feel safer. Deserted deserts. Here thirst does not waver. Hosting the coldest of climates Where chances of death become greater.…
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Keeping Fit (Minus The Gym)
Not one for the gym, I like to think of alternative methods of keeping myself ‘fit’ (using the term loosely). Below are some ideas if you are like myself and find yourself in the deep dark hinterland of monotony when forcing yourself to run on the local gym’s treadmill, or if you’re just after something…
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Poems: My Self-Written Seasonals
What better way to welcome in the season of Summer than to give a recap of the ones that come before and after it through poetry: The Fall of Autumn Death never looked so beautiful, Leaf litter burnt orange in the fading Autumn sun, Crunches beneath my feet as the day carries on. The…
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The Time I Almost Went Blind
I think back to this horrific memory as a result of having incredibly dry and itchy eyes for what felt like every living second of work today. If you’re familiar with my other post about an unwelcomed eye infection I had last year, then you’ll be familiar with the fact that I’ve had some nasty…
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Poem: Time
We think about the future, So that we can enjoy its ‘present’. But like a dollar bill drifting in the wind. We never do quite catch it. We worry that it’s not on our side. Like it’s going by too quickly. Asking ‘where does it fly’? Time – isn’t it a peculiar concept?…
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Poem: Lust
I love you, More than I love myself. Likened to a fly in a black widow’s web, I entangle myself. In your lust. I obey you. Favouring your plans. Dismissing my own in the blink of an eye. To keep you. I lose myself. I fear you, I fear that you…
The Neon Squid 