What things give you energy? Nothing saps my energy more than the violence and unkindness in this world. From social media, through being unable to trust our police forces, to inter-family spite, school bullying, bullying at work, genderism, colour prejudice and on and on. Thinking about our various societies just makes me want to putContinueContinue reading “The good things”
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I Mattered
Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life. But very little else did. I was raised begging for attention, for fairness. No matter how hard I tried, how well behaved, I could never win. I used to describe myself as 3/10 must try harder. My younger brother and I agreed when weContinueContinue reading “I Mattered”
Elements
Photo by Gabriela Palai on Pexels.com I ask myself Am I the wind That blows into every corner of this Earth? Or am I the snow Floating gently from the heavens To rest at the world’s gate? Could I be the sea That softly kisses the shore Gentle Perpetual Yet capable of wearing away TheContinueContinue reading “Elements”
Just to help
What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world? I used to suffer from terrible acute anxiety. I was born into a very messed up family, no abuse, but I’m still seeing the effects in my younger brother and until recently my cousin, to this day. I way toContinueContinue reading “Just to help”
The Observer
I watch her She sits in her space Pondering the right way to be As if there is only one right way For all time I feel for her I hear her When she asks for help With things she shouldn’t be allowing Tolerating Listening to Feeling I wish she could hear me I senseContinueContinue reading “The Observer”
Act One – Scene One
Photo by Monica Silvestre on Pexels.com The curtains rise And then they fall This is my life – my one and all I know I’m watched I hear my name They shout “encore” And sometimes “shame” I tread these boards and utter words I hear the echo Am I heard? I throw my voice IContinueContinue reading “Act One – Scene One”
I’m No Picasso
Photo by Anna Shevchuk on Pexels.com I wish I could paint but with colour I am green skies purple roofs grey sunsets With a brush I am outside the boundaries over the edge On canvas I am blobs Wiggles Spills In oils I amslidingIn acrylic I amstickingIn water I amrunningIn pastels I amsmudgedI could notContinueContinue reading “I’m No Picasso”
Deb Hawken - Amorah 