Poem: Lies

Words and actions – unmatched. The truth is shrouded in mystery. So far back in history, That I begin to doubt myself. The effort applied to closing my ears and eyes, While you reveal a lie, concealing what should, Be known. Why spend more time, more energy, Entangling yourself in a web of secrecy? ForContinue reading “Poem: Lies”

My Love….

My eyes did not widen,  Like heavy husks of tea-soaked bread, I lay idle, unable to move. Submerged in the viscosity of my own tears.  How could you leave me all alone on this planet? After all of these years. They say a heart heals in the hands of time. So why does mine only hurtContinue reading “My Love….”

Do We Put *Unnecessary Pressure On Ourselves?

“Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.” – Confucius. Perhaps the best cure to all of our deepest worries in life isn’t in the chapters of the latest self help book, but in the caves of our ancestors. Wouldn’t life be a whole lot less stressful if we just ran barefootContinue reading “Do We Put *Unnecessary Pressure On Ourselves?”

Most Embarrassing Moments – Internet Edition

Why some people openly share this kind of stuff is beyond me: **I am not the owner of these stories/materials (thankfully) Ice cream Andy The Muffin Hi, my name is……. Meet ‘n’ greet Love is Blind GUILTY! Teary Eyed Watch Your Words! **Thanks for reading, I can’t wait to share some of my embarrassing momentsContinue reading “Most Embarrassing Moments – Internet Edition”

The Simple Way To Feel Better

Sometimes the best things in life are the simplest. A stroll in the park, a sunbathe in the garden, a trip to the seaside. Yet, we as a society can easily overlook these little pleasures in life at times as we set our sights on the newest phone, the bigger house or the better car.Continue reading “The Simple Way To Feel Better”

Why Haven’t I Written Anything In 4 Months?

If you’d thought I’d perished, fear not, for phoenixes rise from the ashes, and I from my bedroom once in a blue moon. What can I say? This sedentary state of mind and body takes its toll. But before I start quoting Confucius and reading palms I’ll adopt a more grounded tone of voice.  SoContinue reading “Why Haven’t I Written Anything In 4 Months?”

Poem – ‘A’ Is For Attraction

Enveloped in an aura of eternal amor. Any armour I adorned, Has been undone, it has been torn.    Most magnetic is the mystery. My mind is mute from misery, As my heart mends from the lover before.   ‘A’ is for attraction, The feeling of acceptance, Of an emotion more alien and more raw.Continue reading “Poem – ‘A’ Is For Attraction”

Being Called A C*nt By A Stranger

It’s not everyday that you can indulge in the luxury of having off-the-cuff profanities spat at you on a public street whilst on your daily commute home from work. So given that exactly this unfolded this very evening makes me really want to count my lucky stars and thank God for all of the sociallyContinue reading “Being Called A C*nt By A Stranger”

The Arrival…..

From the Coronavirus to Storm Ciara, it feels like judgement day has well and truly arrived. I helped an old lady cross the road last week, so for that alone I’m sure Jesus will bless me with the golden ticket straight up the squeaky escalator to Heaven and by doing so ensure that the fieryContinue reading “The Arrival…..”

A Poem About Love

Love. Imaginary, or a force of nature? Like the idea of ‘consciousness’. Are they both just falsehoods, Or truly realities experienced by those favoured?   Love. As comforting as a hot bowl of soup, On a cold frosty evening. In its absence we are all but, Lost souls, floating on rafts destined for sinking.  Continue reading “A Poem About Love”

The Wacky Walking Race

Have you ever had a silent race on a footpath with a stranger? Where you both take it turns  to overtake one another. Steadily and surely picking up the pace in a desperate attempt to outmaneuver your opponent. I’ve had this too, but what I haven’t had is an argument with an old lady whoContinue reading “The Wacky Walking Race”

Are You Poorer Than Me?

I’m so sick of being poor. Yes I may have a roof over my head and food in my fridge but when you can’t decorate your rooms or make meals beyond tins of soup and sweetcorn then what’s the point? I might aswell be living in The Amazon, atleast then I’ll avoid the council taxContinue reading “Are You Poorer Than Me?”