still here; still hear

Hello, I say to friends, poets, travelers and unknown warriors,

I have not posted on this site for a long while initially due to being messy-busy then due to being very unwell. I seem to have collected chronic illnesses to add to life-long and new disabilities. I’ve recently written an article in a local newspaper called Left Lion about these experiences, so instead of boring you here, I’ll let you decide if you’d like to know more by clicking the link.

For a while, I could not write or talk much, which let me tell you, refocuses you somewhat when you can. I’ve been slowly compiling my work into books. Between computer and brain crashes and bouts of bardic outbursts, this is taking time. I’m also trying my hand at fan fiction, which began as an exercise to flex my literary muscles while escaping the adult world, yet seems to be evolving. I will shortly be posting a link…

Women’s March

It has been a long time since I’ve posted on this blog for various reasons. (I will leave these until other posts.) I am inspired today to share two poems and some images regarding the various marches happening to say no to hate and dare I say it stupidity playing out in politics today. I…

Seed and Stone

It is the equinox of seeds and reaping Gathered apples and pumpkin gourds, All being conceived, even in our sleeping, Of honeyed hoards we taste the sweet We greet, light and dark in each greeting, Now is time of balance, equity, justice, Dwindling and abundance dance hand in hand, Now time to set right wrongs…

Air

I lost my breath, they did not care, I could not breathe, they did not care When I was twice bereft and in despair,Those I had fought for, worked for,With little payment, resource, respect,Support, against so many shades of war,Domestic violence, detention, neglect, I lost my breath, they did not care,I could not breathe, they…

Songs in Strange Lands

Singing in strange lands, pulses shifting,The scent of rain, sap, skin a little different,Our tongues learn new lilting, fresh refrains, How can we sing our songs in these lands?Measures merging; paces, tastes, vibrations,Words echo divergent across mountains,Hollows, oceans, villas, high rise elevations,The reverberations change, some even forgetAnd yet, certain notes and phrases remain Outside and…

Breath: a poem

This is a poem I posted on a new blog I’ve set up exploring personal and environmental stories around asthma   Breath: a poem. via Breath: a poem.

Mermaid up a Mountain

  Mermaid up a Mountain: Dysfunctional polymath, renaissance woman, Mermaid walking up the great mountain, The things I was told I can’t but found I can, We learn to drink from our own fountain, I have faith and I have faith in science But don’t believe either is always objective, Humankind can twist any notion…

Broken Sancturay

A return to some of my own verse. Please respect my copyright: Broken Sanctuary Broken sanctuary Jerusalem to Salem, Seats of a Sovereign She, Axis of the sacred sphere Salem; a place of safety, Broken by the men of fear, Sister did we think us free? What malice lead us here To exile we did…

Dancers in the Coil

One Singularity,  then word before language, a wobbly line, A universe of light expanding, dark energy stretching – We needed we,  needed dark to see light in space and time – And we light our candles, take a breath from our kvetching, We, time travellers in the constant light, remember it bends Branches on that…

In Conversation – communication as art

Creativity inspires creativity. Last night I was chatting with an artist and friend about conversations between pieces of art and pieces of music, poetry etc. Responses create further responses, layering ideas and ways of seeing whilst also peeling back layers. This is no new thing; artist enclaves have always been en vogue and perhaps often…