Hazy days

written in response to #YDWP. A long time ago I was a different person to that you see today. I was young and wild and careless with my life and those I cared about. I never thought about the tomorrows that were to come or the days id left behind, everything was about the here... Continue Reading →

I am a riddle.

written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #FFE, #RDP I am a riddle, wrapped in an enigma and the crux of it is that I don't know who I am anymore!They say birds of a feather flock together but if that was truly the case I wouldn't be alone all of the time, floundering around,... Continue Reading →

I don’t, I can’t, I won’t!

written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. Making the decision to cut someone toxic out of your life should be an easy decision to make, but not when its your first born child its not! Its one of the hardest choices Ive ever had to make and goes against everything I believe about... Continue Reading →

Lost again

Written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP. I'm lost again and falling and I know not what to doI'm ill, I'm sad, I'm empty and I'm sick of feeling blueI'm hopeless, useless, feckless and a hell of a lot more besideI'm coping less and less each day and all I want to do is hideI'm fed... Continue Reading →

The conversation I never got to have.

Written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions, #MLMM Sunday writing prompt. When my Lee died I had no one to offer me advice, my own Grandmother passing when I were fourteen years old, leaving me with no grandparents at all. This is a conversation I would have loved to have been able to... Continue Reading →

I am yours.

written in response to #YDWP. I concede, I am capitulate to your demandsI surrender, I no more have the will to fightI yield, To everything you are and ever will beI am yours, from now until eternity, I am yours

Questioning.

written in response to #YDWP, #FOWC. How can I accommodate all that is required of me?How can I achieve all I need to achieve?How can I be the absolute best that I can be?How can I do this all and be me? Why don't I have confidence in myself any longer?Why don't I have what... Continue Reading →

Am I a writer?

written in response to #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. As I write more and more I discover new things about myself, new wonders that I never realised I could achieve.I never thought of myself as a writer before but how can I not be? I write almost every day and have penned many short stories and... Continue Reading →

The Yule Ball

Written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions and #MLMM, #Tale waver. 19/12/19 Christmas used to be her favourite time of the year but as time went by Leila had grown to hate the festive period. She longed for the days gone by where the whole family would gather together to celebrate and it... Continue Reading →

Jack and Carrie.

written in response to # YDWP, #WOTD, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. 18/12/19. Detective Jack Jacobs was an undercover cop, new to the role and currently shitting himself. He had been on the job a day when he was flung into his first role, a mission to infiltrate the local prostitute ring. He had been chosen specifically... Continue Reading →

Precious little thing

written in response to #YDWP. 17/12/19 Pretty as a pictureRambunctious as you likeEach and every single day, ICount my blessings rightI love my bear, my little missOf that you can be certainUntil the ending of my daysShe'll be my little urchin

Memories

written in response to #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. 15/12/19 Did you ever ride a tea tray down the stairs as a child? I did; and suitcases too. I remember my brother and I sitting our little sister on a tray and letting her go bouncing down each step, giggling her little head off as she... Continue Reading →

To be Frank.

written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. "He deftly invoked a rare climax from deep within her, making her sing out in the throws of passion!" "What are you reading?" Asked Frank. "Just a book Frank, you wouldn't like it." Replied Annie. "Why wouldn't I like it? Whats wrong with it? Asked Frank,... Continue Reading →

Prayers.

Written in response to #YDWP, #WOTD, #Daily Addictions & #MLMM. I cup my hands and pray for better days and better ways, for a fixed heart and a mended head that is better able to incorporate all life throws my way, and not have a complete meltdown. I pray all the time, even though I... Continue Reading →

Predictions would be nice!

Written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC & #Daily Addictions I feel like I'm sat in the lobby of my life, just waiting for my bags to be brought down; but they never come. I feel like I'm surfing on the roughest seas, constantly paddling to try and stay afloat and not drown under the... Continue Reading →

Its sad.

written in response to #WOTD, #FOWC & #Daily Addictions. Its sad, watching someone throw their life away because they cant keep themselves on an even keel with their mental health or their life in general. You keep hoping that one day they will awake and realise what a catastrophic mess they are making of everything... Continue Reading →

Does it?

Written in response to #YDWP & #FOWC. 1/11/19. "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!" Its a strange old adage and one that makes no sense to me at all. An occurrence doesn't make you stronger just because you have lived through it. I don't feel any stronger for having lived through the things I... Continue Reading →

Halloween – a haiku

Written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #Daily Addictions & #MLMM. 31/10/19. Twelve o'clock, owls screechDon't get caught trick or treatingHome to bed, sweets eaten.

Seasons change.

written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC & #Daily Addictions. 28/10/19. Oh, sweet rhapsody, of wind and howling rainThe sounds of autumn's fast advanceHave come around againFalling leaves and arcane chills surround our every nightAs the seasons change and the summers derailedThe sunshine's out of sightWith winter hats upon our heads, we drive on through... Continue Reading →

Karma’s a bitch!

written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC & #Daily Addictions Karma's a bitch and when she comes for you I hope to have front row seats, its the least she can do for me!I'm not a vengeful person but karma, shes anything but innocuous in her dealings and I hope shes keeping something special in... Continue Reading →

Time to say goodbye.

Written in response to #YDWP & #WotD. 21/10/19. In three weeks time it will be the two year anniversary of the death of my Lee and not a day goes by where I dont think about the happy times we had together. We have been apart now longer than we ever were together but the... Continue Reading →

Specter.

Written in response to #YDWP. 17/10/19 Shadow of thy former selfProwling nightly, lost inEverlasting emptinessChasing your every hourTempting, longing, emptyEmptier still and lonelyResigned to simply be aShadow of thy former self.

The Ballet

Written in response to #FOWC & #YDWP. 9/10/19 The cast danced in the lights from the stage front, magical in their unity and flow. One by one pirouetting across the floor like feathers floating on a breeze before parting to allow the eminent prima through. Her display, magnificence personified as she portrays her tale of... Continue Reading →

The end of things.

Written in response to #YDWP, #FOWC & #Daily Addictions. It was a bitter end to my marriage, full of acrimony and heartache but it had to come to an end for all our sake. I took my vows very seriously when I walked down the aisle and pledged myself to him. Little did I know... Continue Reading →

Should I just quit??

I dont know if I should do this anymore. I started writing because it helped centre my thoughts, it was good therapy. But now I'm lost with it all. I've lost my capacity to write anything worth reading and I'm becoming disappointed with myself on an almost daily basis. My family dont support my writing... Continue Reading →

Writers Block

Written in response to #YDWP & #FOWC. 23/9/19. Writers Block I’m struggling at the moment I don’t know what to say I can’t seem to get the words down In a meaningful kind of way My mind is blank and empty Void of line or verse or prose The wheels have ceased their turning And... Continue Reading →

I used to be!

written in response to #YDWP & #FOWC. 21/9/19. I used to be… I used to be gregarious In a fun-loving kind of way Nowadays I stay indoors I don’t venture out to play I’m scared of being out alone With nobody by my side Fear sets in and I want to run Back to my... Continue Reading →

A Poetic Rant

Written using the following prompts - #WotD, #YDWP, #FOWC & #Tale Weaver. 19/9/19. A poetic rant. As antagonistic as is possible As argumentative as can be Inimical, hostile, combative That’s all you’ll ever see You’re a tiny ball of fury A burning pyre of rage A sorry state to be I’m sure For someone of... Continue Reading →

Choices

Yesterday I stood at a crossroads. A crossroads between the past and the future and between peace and drama. Yesterday I made a choice! I chose to walk away from two of the most important people in my life because of the drama and heartache that follows everywhere they go. And I did it willingly... Continue Reading →

Start a Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑