I don't do as much poetry on this blog as I would like but this is one of those odd days where there is a poem. Of sorts. Kind of. I haven't had much experience with reverse poetry but I have read a few. Maybe one of the most popular would be Pretty Ugly by … Continue reading Attempting reverse poetry
I have no idea what your day to day looks like. Or more specifically what a day like today, where every space you glance at is awash with the reminder that you are not there yet. But I applaud the strength - with which you face it all. Fielding unbelievably heartless questions year after year … Continue reading To the Mother still waiting to mother.
A thousand flaming hot-coals heaped on your head, with your mouth gagged and your stomach twisting to a load of tiny little stabs. And absolutely no respite in sight. That's grim. Maybe it's more like a glitch in your story. You think you are moving forward then once the glitching stops, you find you have … Continue reading What the Wait feels like!