And so came the time
She had feared the most
Quite rooms
Empty spaces
Change comes and goes with ease
But bites at the loneliness
And the void becomes so vast
All your nightmares
All your insecurities come rushing
And fall from your face
Cascading in the most beautiful of hues
Upon cheekbones so exquisitely defined by life itself
Children’s heartbeats which kept you away from this place
Hidden from mind
Now monsters of love , regret and the past come hungrily feasting upon your vulnerability
And all you can do
Is allow it
Let it flow
And prey that you will win the battle laid bare before you

He called her
The soul of his soul
Child in arms
Joyfulness overflowing
Laid crumpled upon the earth
Ash filled  hair
Dust covered face
Guns and bombs
Destruction
We call ourselves the human race
We watch
We see
We witness
We cry
We march
All whilst they die
Now
Soul meets soul
Heavens cry
When gentle men lay down to die
Heart breaks
With each vision
Blood on hands of politicians
Complicit in war
They will one day
Meet their maker
What will they tell
When they are turned away
Direction travelling straight to hell

And we moan about the weather
And the tax rising
We moan about Christmas
And the money we’re spending

All whilst their children are dying
Children pray in Gaza
They pray and they play
No schools
No hospitals
No food
Family they lost
All they had

And I share about Geniside
Onto my media
1 like
1 heart
1 tearful emoji
1 angry face at a push

When did we get so good at this
So good at looking the other way

We learnt about ****** in school and yet we would of let that go if we had witnessed it
We would of turned our faces and our backs

Why do people not want to talk about this ?  to make this right ?
It doesn’t concern them
I get it …
Or do I ?

Meet me in secret
Between your words, the page , the ink
And the pain in my heart
Meet me here
Amongst the sweat and the darkened moments of regret
Hold me firm against your chest
And surrender to the beauty you read and from your sweet lips flow stories of hero’s and lovers ,flowers and brothers snd  the need
Oh that need …
The one that rises and falls and free falls amongst the crashing waves of desire
Meet me there
If you can find a moment lead your pen or keyboard in my direction
Come tip  toe through my life as I weave my magic around your words creating pure bliss in the form of poetry that knits us as one to the page.

The mystery of the human psyche
A million thoughts tumbling
Within the tombola of life
A hand reaches in and saves you from the impending doom that
You’ve ran into
blindfolded like a mouse running from the butchers wife into the hands of a Tom cat
Hold onto your tail
The narrative will change as quickly as the handle is turned
And the tombola will shake you from your imaginary sense of doom
If you pull a zero or a five it means you’ve made it out alive.

I peeked out at the world
Beyond my window
Late cold night
Stirrings of December
Solstice has turned
Moon rising
Oh how much beauty lyes within the night sky
Can I but absorb this
Just for a moment I am connected
To the something more
The force that creates and devours
As a child I fall  at the steps of the underworld
Priestess it’s time to start crawling your way back to earth bringing the beauty of the spring forth
May you cloth the land in colour and splender.
May these sparkling stars that illuminate the heavens turn to the bold and beautiful sun that holds life within its grasp
Oh how beautiful the world would be
Without us …

Maybe it was the solar flares from the sun that day.
They said it affected the magnetic forces of the earth .
But hey something tripped me up that day,
Pushed me hard,
Skin and bone landing with a gruesome thud .
Now the frustration of solitude surrounds me .
The walls that have seen my many faces absorb my tears ,
And the sense that I am letting everyone down including myself self sits menacingly like a giant in the room.
I hear the heart beat of silence
She surrounds my every thought and lowers my mood further .
I cradle the pain that reminds me that bones shatter as easy as plates falling from hands unsteady.
The usual person I spend time with when I’m alone
Is not  a person I recognise , nor do I enjoy their presence at this moment .
Glimmers of me shine through cracks like weeds creeping through pavements wanting to be loved , but these fleeting moments are not enough to sustain my mood into a positive state of being .
I notice that love of our children often is based on their need for us .
No flowers in vases , though my daughter braids my hair each morning .
Maybe they don’t recognise me either , maybe that scares them ~ it should !
Mantras of ‘it is what it is’ and ‘this is just temporary’ pull me forward slowly .
Just my Sunday morning thoughts rattling a little too loudly I had to let them out before they devoured me whole .
Maybe soon I will like myself a little more x

Like an Autumn  leaf
That flutters bravely,
Free fall
Parachuting head first,
That’s not how this next  chapter will go.
Like a rolling wave surrendering to the shore
Always beckoning me to quench my broken bones in salted healing seas.
You feel so far from this place
And yet so near.
Hold on to the thought that all is connected.
You ,me, the rolling sea and and the falling leaf,
Tumbling and coming to a silent holy space within the cosmic realms where I find
Tall Oak,
Tall Oak I come to pray,
Will you listen to the words of one less humble?
Tall Oak speaking to the God in you from the God within me.
Was life ment to be so strange?
So confusing?
So full of nothing?
Or was the nothing put there for me to fill with life more wanting?
To fill with love more knowing ?
Or have I passed by you too many times not learning to hear you.
Tears fall cascading upon rose tinted cheeks
I will leave them to quench your thirst.
As you have given me the very oxygen needed to keep me alive,
So too have you given me my greatest lessons and my moments of longing are replaced somehow
With a new understanding
Between Tall Oak,the floating leaf,  the rolling seas and you and me
I find my truth…