I used to stand with one foot in the past; The future was too far to reach. The other foot dipped in the present; Uncertain at the edge of the beach. Now I stand here in the present, both feet firmly on the sand. The past roars behind me, an ocean of memories close… Continue reading Building My Castle
Feeling normal. Being normal. School run, washing clothes, swimming lessons, food. Normal life just rolling on But everything is wrong. Feeling normal. Being normal. Sleeping badly, crazy dreams, anxious, frightened, tired. Normal life just rolling on But everything is wrong. Finding normal. Adapting normal. New routines, exercises, good days, bad days, change. Normal life just… Continue reading Normal
This might be a crime,
It didn’t take much time,
But what better way
To mark Bad Poetry Day?
It was Writer’s Club at my local library last night and we were looking at the poem ‘I am Taliesin’ by the infamous and legendary bard of the same name (he was real but his story is interwoven with the magic of the Arthurian legends). It is a poem of self-pride and boastfulness and is… Continue reading I Am Tori, Defeater Of Socks.
April has been a busy old month with the London Marathon, Christenings and Caius was away with work for a lot of it. Through it all I have kept up with writing a poem a day (more or less, I wrote a couple late) and one or two of them are even okay! I do… Continue reading #NaPoWriMo – The Final Day
I wrote this yesterday (25th April) after spending a lot of the day sorting through bags and boxes of stuff from when I was 16 through university and up to breaking up with the Small’s father. It was a surreal kind of day with lots of emotions floating around and both happy and sad memories… Continue reading Unpacking ~ A #NaPoWriMo Poem
I have a confession to make… I didn’t write any poems this weekend. I would claim that I didn’t totally forget, but that would be a total lie because I did. But I totally forgot having given myself prior permission and promising myself that I would catch up (which I have). You see it was… Continue reading #NaPoWriMo meets the London Marathon (An Excuse.)