Poem of the Week: Live to Learn
I’m not sure where this poem came from, but the words sort of dangled in front of me and I put the words on the screen like they were trembling things, waiting to be released. … More Poem of the Week: Live to Learn
I’m not sure where this poem came from, but the words sort of dangled in front of me and I put the words on the screen like they were trembling things, waiting to be released. … More Poem of the Week: Live to Learn
I’ve been feeling a bit restless lately, and I think it stems from the fact I’m on the hunt for a new job. My current job finishes at the end of July, so of course I’m eager to find something new. … More Poem of the Week: Shifting Dreams
It’s almost mid-summer and I’m both happy and sad about it. Happy because it means summer’s at its height, gleaming down on us from on high, taking our cares away with its heat, and setting the scenes for happy holidays. … More Poem of the Week: Summer’s Sun
I didn’t write a poem of the week last week, and I’m sorry for that. I think I lost my mojo for a bit, and I want to get it back. Even writing this week’s poem was a little tough, even if the words did spiel across the page thanks to my keyboard and the fact that today seems brighter than it has been all week – or longer as a matter of fact. … More Poem of the Week: Storm Endings
There are days that I can sit and while away the hours, but at the moment I’ve been feeling despondent about waiting. Waiting for a change, for a chance to do the things I need or want to do. I feel like there are many of us in the same boat for whatever reason. … More Poem of the Week: The Waiting Game
I’ve been feeling all sorts of feelings recently. Fed-up. Bored. Despondent. It’s all because of the third lockdown here in the UK, and I said to my sister today that I’d give anything just to go to the shops. To a bookshop. To drink bubble tea, or even a cup of tea and a slice of cake in a cafe. … More Poem of the Week: I am Despondent
This week’s poem is all about my fears and worries and how they held me back, but no longer. I’m going to feel the fear and do it anyway. … More Poem of the Week: The Squall