Poetry

Childhood…

  When I was younger, I wanted to be, A Faerie in the woods, frolicking free. Under the guidance of Luna so bright, Free from anger, jealousy and spite. With the World so close, at my fingertips, I drank in its beauty with delicate sips. Mother Nature enveloped me in all her glory, Living the …

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Gaia & Me

I spent the first two decades of my life, in full intrepid exploration of the natural world and all there was to be seen, felt, heard, smelt and tasted within our Mother Earth. My childhood was spent in muddy fields, and salty rock-pools. Up giant Oak trees, and inside damp caves. No part of Her …

Poetry

Her Work Was Done

Rosemary –  a mother, a sister, a friend  An aunty, a wife, a teacher ‘til the end. The sweeping, the mopping, always cleaning the nest Forever caring, never sharing, Her burdens with the rest   The work’s not done, it’s overflowing I need to iron and do the sewing Must get to Morrison’s, we’re out …