I'm having one of those days. I'm wrung out, everything feels like too much trouble and there's a low level anger bubbling resentfully in the background. My creative muse has fled and I don't feel like I could string a rhyme together if someone paid me (they won't). Inclement weather has invaded my brain and … Continue reading Beating the Overwhelm with Turtle Steps
Author: Rae Cod
Robbin’ Hood
Thirteen miles to go at the start line of the race It’s a marathon not a sprint, so I set a steady pace Actually it’s half of that but let’s not get pedantic It’s lit-er-ally figurative, no need to stress semantics But if we’re being honest, I’m in it for the cash I wore a … Continue reading Robbin’ Hood
Carry On Crow
The crow sat still as stone, bathed in silver light Taking in the stillness and the quiet of the night She used to know a time, when solitude held sway But her world had moved on to a different song, life got in the way Every now and then, when it had almost got too … Continue reading Carry On Crow
Target Practice
For some reason I found it entertaining to read this week's offering out loud in the voice of an aristocratic Sergeant Major, perhaps with a surname like Ramsbottom de Pippington, or something equally grand sounding. It's not obligatory, but it is fun. The pigeon had a complex, one could argue rightly so His coos disdained … Continue reading Target Practice
Hazel and the Earthworm
She followed the path without question, as millions before her had doneTook pride in reaching each milestone, as she ticked them off one by oneShe followed the line and rose upwards, strong, straight, steady and trueBut slowly began to falter, as the next milestone vanished from viewShe paused to gather her strength, then picked up … Continue reading Hazel and the Earthworm
Stung
I’ve often felt that wasps, have been misunderstood If the Universe created them, they must embody good So I made myself a promise, to never flinch again When a wasp buzzes by, look in its eye, slowly count to ten For days and weeks this little trick, worked magic like a charm As they flew … Continue reading Stung
A Dragonfly’s Legacy
It's not Sunday, but it's still rhyme time. True to my word from last week, I'm turning my focus more towards the poetry I love writing. I'm not sure how long this season will last, I only know that it's time to turn away from introspection for a while and focus on the joy of … Continue reading A Dragonfly’s Legacy
Wild and Free
If I was free to live a life, divorced from acculturation I like to imagine how things would be, as a sovereign one-woman nation If I could follow the pull of my heart, without fear of sticking out What adaptations would fall away? What unwritten rules would I flout? The first to go would be … Continue reading Wild and Free
Is there a grown up in the room?! Parenting through the transition to high school
As anyone who has felt the stamped foot of their petulant inner child can attest, being a grown-up is more a fluid state than a definitive destination. The more unresolved issues we keep inside from our childhood (and I’m not necessarily talking ‘big’ issues, things we deem insignificant can still push those buttons, raise those … Continue reading Is there a grown up in the room?! Parenting through the transition to high school
The Start of a Beetleful Friendship
Upon an ambling walk I spied a beetle on its backIts shell was iridescent, shining shades of blue and blackI reached to turn it over, and help it on its way‘STOP!’ the beetle shouted, imagine my dismayI want to help, oh little one, I reasoned earnestlyLet me put you on your feet, soon you can … Continue reading The Start of a Beetleful Friendship
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