Saying the right thing,
the fun thing
the light thing
the true thing.
Was that the wrong thing?
The push you away thing?
The only thing can be
the real thing.
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 4:45 PM UTC
Pictures and hobbies,
clicking and swiping.
Big smiles, locations,
sharing and liking.
Feels like a whirlwind,
I need to slow it…
and what’s this emotion
underneath all of it?
Oh! There is anger,
inside of my heart.
Projecting onto these men,
perhaps not the best start.
Unhelpful anger
that I know I can clear.
Acknowledge and move on,
and just leave it…
here.
May 16
May 16, 2026 at 8:40 AM UTC
Here I am.
Unfiltered, open,
up front,
not here to please.
Welcoming coffee,
connection,
whatever things bring.
Swipe left, swipe right,
but I realise my heart
hasn’t caught up.
No pressure, beautiful heart.
You first.
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 5:00 PM UTC
Dreams filled with you—
our interactions,
my avoidance,
our almost-kisses.
I dreamed you there;
you tried connecting
but I hid my heart
whilst (apprehensively)
gravitating your way.
Sleepless, restless,
subconscious dreams.
Filled with you, again.
Inexorable pull,
inevitable?
Even in my sleep.
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 7:38 AM UTC
We sparked in secret
in a shameful state.
We kissed in secret
and, stressed, I lost weight.
I couldn’t trust us,
you brought me to life.
I re-tried with him again
traumatised wife.
That marriage was awful
and needed to fall
I grieved YOU so badly
but worked through it all.
Years later we’re single
it’s not technically wrong
but those sparks they burnt me
was it us, all along?
Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 6:56 AM UTC
Should I date again?
Start again?
Try again?
Fly again?
Right now is
calm again,
sweet again,
peaceful again,
frustrated again..
Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 6:41 AM UTC
Why hello there
pleased to meet you,
come on out and
don’t be shy here.
What’s your name? Oh!
That’s mine also.
Wait, you’re me!
and
shining just so..
so so brightly.
Luminously.
Future’s happy?
Full of laughter?
Thanks for sharing
I’ll keep going
Making new paths
Living, lighter.
Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 6:22 AM UTC
Let’s build an ark
to ride out this storm
I’ll bring you my loves
and will keep you warm.
Let’s look at the rainbow
and follow it there
let’s step out towards it
to our new somewhere.
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 6:30 AM UTC
My road has changed—
new, unpaved.
What signposts shall I follow?
Left, right,
straight ahead;
wherever my heart
will go?
My heart will know
and it will show
the best way forward
(unmarked tracks!
off-road adventure then
double back!)
to tomorrow.
Many times I have
ignored my heart.
Oh my peril, oh my loss!
Tried to convince it
on a different path…
and now here I am,
and will let it be boss
choosing the path
when I feel lost.
Choosing the course
to follow.
Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 7:47 AM UTC
I think I’m a line
and you’re a squiggle.
When I met you,
you talked—
self-made audition —
and I looked to see your
real.
You professed yourself
happy
to support me
in my steady line
whilst I supported them,
the little ones.
Things worked,
but you ironed yourself flat
just to sit alongside.
Then your line bent,
became tired
from pretend.
It wanted bold and unpredictable swirls,
jagged edges!
Mine wanted to
gently sway at the most,
glide like a calm, smiley river
for them.
We would have been easier
with the real
you-shape
from the beginning.
If our lines
went in the
same direction.
Why contort yourself?
Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 5:55 AM UTC