I want to write a birthday cake
In sugar sweet poetic line
Script a fruit-filled luscious taste
Not an ordinary rhyme
I’ll word it full of rum soaked fruit
and underline with marzipan
Ice it in a winter blue
And scrawl my name on
If I can
On top I’ll put a little house
In shades of pink and restless green
With purple folks in purple frocks
Living lives that pass unseen
It’s nice to write a birthday cake
But nicer still if we could ice
The sweet and nutty game of chance
That is the birthday cake of life
Deb Hawken
1990s
Published by debdancingstarhawken7
I'm a writer, public speaker, medium, and spiritual thinker. I suffered from acute anxiety from the age of 16 until I was well into my 50s, when I finally found methods that helped me to put it behind me. My struggles led to me exploring life through poetry, then plays, and over a 15 year period I made notes for a self help book which I published in 2015. Details on the book page. Although I am a psychic medium and loved the work, it didn’t feel right for me. It was an utter privilege, but my path was the exploration of what it means to be spirit in the real world and how we can make practical use of those abilities. Nowadays I write, blog, and teach soul-centred living, which is a gentle way of undoing past programming and connecting to your essential self, or soul. If you’re interested email me and we can chat. No pressure, it’s right for you or it’s not and you will know. The groups meet on line so no going out on cold, wet, winter’s evenings. On a personal note, I’m based in the UK. Married with five cats, no children, and four grandchildren, thanks to our inherited daughter, who has gifted us four beautiful little people that bring us such joy. Hope you enjoy the blogs. Deb xx
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