The only time we were all perfectPhoto by Daisy Laparra on Pexels.com This flawless Faultless Vision of brilliance This sparkling example of humanity It isn’t me I am human I am fallible I have weaknesses Strengths And everything in between I love deeply I forget things sometimes I daydream when I should be working OccasionallyContinueContinue reading “Who is This Perfect Person?”
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Blue Without You
I want to communicateTo hearSeeTouch and feelBut all there isIs spaceI think about you all the timeAll your sweet and funny waysBut all there isIs hurtYou are part of meAnd now I am missingYet you stillAreSomewhereSo although I am incompleteI am a product of usAnd actuallyWe’re doing okayDeb Hawken2001
Sad
What would your life be like without music? I know this as at one point I stopped listening to music. It was a disaster. Rock on! Music uplifts me, motivates me, makes me write. I listen to music when I walk and land up unashamedly dancing through the streets. People laugh, I don’t care, they’reContinueContinue reading “Sad”
Asking for help
I just want to help I meet many people who talk me that they don’t like to ask for help, they prefer to get on with ‘it’ on their own. Those people rarely change. When I needed help I didn’t even think about not asking. I sought every piece of help and advice out there.ContinueContinue reading “Asking for help”
Celebrate?
How do you celebrate holidays? Coming from the UK, a holiday is when you pack a toothbrush and some underwear (plus the rest of the house and 12 extra pairs of knickers in case of emergencies), and go away for an extended period of time. Longer than a weekend break, but shorter than emigrating. UsuallyContinueContinue reading “Celebrate?”
Not so much fail
Write about your most epic baking or cooking fail. Perfect poetic justice I was very rarely a naughty child ever, certainly not mischievous. But one cold autumn day in about 1974, my bestie and I decided that freezing our extremities off watching a game of school netball wasn’t desirable. So we went to the headmistress,ContinueContinue reading “Not so much fail”
Forgetful
On a sweep through the universe I discovered my essence And reconnected with my source I was stardust Powerful Shining Eternal Then I came back from the dream Awoke into reality And forgot who I was Again! Deb Hawken September 2023
Letter to a ‘Feeble Mess’?
Photo by Engin Akyurt on Pexels.com This poem is a poem to myself. To the person I thought I was and the person I turned out to be.Maybe it’s a poem for you too, for the person you really were. For forty-five years you suffered terriblyFrom an anxiety that wiped you outObscured the fun lovingContinueContinue reading “Letter to a ‘Feeble Mess’?”
Definition
Photo by Life Of Pix on Pexels.com You were the light of my life I was too young to know that To begin to understand What your absence would mean When you died So did everything else Life as we all knew it And I stood alone in an ocean With no one to saveContinueContinue reading “Definition”
Look Deeper
If you’ve suffered abuse this blog may help, but this is about more general issues, nothing I write will ever trivialise abuse. Recently I had a weird situation with some people in my life. My husband noticed changes towards us both too. We weren’t sure what was going on and didn’t want to assume. AssumingContinueContinue reading “Look Deeper”
