“Nice Tea Dear” with thanks to Dylan Thomas

“Nice Tea Dear” with thanks to Dylan Thomas

She climbs gingerly out of bed. Feet touching the scruffy mat. Standing she shakes the last of sleep from her head and moves to feel the state of her body. ah.. not too much pain today. The bruises are there but nothing seems broken. Tiptoeing so as not to wake him...
Procrastination….

Procrastination….

seems to be worse these days.. it’s always one of those obstacles that I need to move around in my life. I sit to do something and find suddenly that there is something way more pressing to do peering at me out of the corner of my eye. Ah – just do that.....
Only Me – in the time of the virus

Only Me – in the time of the virus

Can I survive? Can my relationship survive.. can we all survive.. what if we don’t – who will care.. the planet will be happy .. maybe I too will be happy .. who knows.. what is the truth.. what is real what is emotion what is logic.. So many questions plaguing...
Metaphor – with Message

Metaphor – with Message

Out of Darkness comes the light… He was galloping like a bat out of hell. Who knows what demons were behind him but he couldnt stop. The momentum started and propelled him into the future faster than a speeding bullet. Suddenly from 2017 he landed in 2132. Oh my...
Keeping Promises

Keeping Promises

I wake at 5.45 – it is just getting light, the grandfather of the house has begun his day, unlocking the gates and putting the dog, Olive back into her house – her guarding job over for another night.  It is time to get up, time to don loose clothes and...

My Mother Left a Scar on My Soul

My mother left a scar on my soul. Can you see it? If you look closely – you may.  If you knew her you might hear her in my laugh – or glimpse a shadow of her being in the turn of my head. The scarring was oh so painful as it was made but now this scar is...