I’m going to write a rhyme because I told myself I would Sometimes I let it slide and feel the dragging weight of should But it’s easier than I tell myself if I just step back and allow That anything can be a rhyme even if it’s not profound right now The thing about this … Continue reading Writing Is For Me
The one that has it all
All of my pages, blog posts, rhymes and short stories in chronological order, newest to oldest. Peruse at your leisure.
The Black Hole, The Earth and The Spirited Kids
The Black Hole gaped in the ether, maw stretched open wide sucking the Earth towards its depths with a hunger unsatisfied the people below ran screaming, but there was nowhere they could hide even NASA couldn’t solve this one, though all its best scientists tried But there was a school hidden in the valleys, nestled … Continue reading The Black Hole, The Earth and The Spirited Kids
A little bit of what lights you up
There’s been a collective vibe of ‘mehness’ floating around lately. I think many of us have been feeling it in some form or another, so imagine my delight when an exercise in a book I’m reading gave me pause to realise just how much I have to be grateful for. The book is The Artist’s … Continue reading A little bit of what lights you up
The Hum
Ideas drift by in the ether, shining brightly displaying their wares for all on this plane to see, waiting for someone to notice who cares enough to cradle an ember close, give it form upon the page once inked it sparks, ignited by chance, to inspire a whole new age Some ideas wait for aeons, … Continue reading The Hum
Disconnected
I've got an unsettling tech story for you in this months offering to the illustrious online magazine Gobblers/Masticadores. In a strange bit of synchronicity, I couldn't publish this link to it when I planned because we've been disconnected from the internet for a couple of days, perhaps the Universe is trying to tell me something. … Continue reading Disconnected
The Salamander’s Skin
Newt the salamander was painted in colours as bright as can be Dazzling hues of iridescence which he wore apologetically He wished he were a colour that would hide him from plain sight One that didn’t glow fluorescent in the deep dark of the night His family were proud of their palette, displaying their tinctures … Continue reading The Salamander’s Skin
The slippery quality of change: can we ever make it stick?
I was talking to a friend over the weekend and we were lamenting how hard it is to stay in the mindset of a shift we’d like to make. We’d read all the books, listened to all the podcasts, made some good progress, but when we stopped paying attention and let go of the external … Continue reading The slippery quality of change: can we ever make it stick?
Courting Creativity: accessing our inner genius to create the life we want
I’m listening to an audiobook called The Genius Zone: the breakthrough process to end negative thinking and live in true creativity, by Gay Hendricks (sounds right up my street doesn’t it?) As with many self-development books I’ve read (or listened to), it isn’t saying anything I don’t already know on some level, but often it … Continue reading Courting Creativity: accessing our inner genius to create the life we want
What if?
The fawn turned to the doe, eyes deep with fret and fright What if the worst should happen, what if it’s not alright The doe pulled her fawn close and whispered, the wisdom of her years Though she knew it was beyond her power, to vanquish all her fears The only thing that’s certain is … Continue reading What if?
Late Bloomer
The roses were in bloom, vivid colours a riot in Spring Yet one small bud remained curled tight and closed to everything Whilst the full-bodied fragrant roses soaked up sun and admiration This small bud was lost inside a mounting haze of frustration Try as she might the path to growth was hidden from her … Continue reading Late Bloomer
Rae Cod’s Writing 