Unconditional, subliminal Holding space within the liminal Seeping into cracks Healing wounds we just can’t see at all Accepting what is seen For good or ill, better or worse Cheering on our dreams There for chapter, page and verse Presence ever constant Fades into the scenery of life It’s only when they’re gone We feel … Continue reading Unbounded
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Jots and Scribbles
I must risk writing badly If I am to write at all But what if nothing comes? No ideas big or small No dragons breathing fire Or knights in suits of steel No aliens or monsters No queens or spinning wheels To make a story out of nothing can seem an impossible feat How to … Continue reading Jots and Scribbles
Fluent
Anthropology, archaeology, sociology, psychology Cardiology, cosmology, cryptology, zoology So many 'ologies about but there’s only one for me I’m obsessed, enthralled, enraptured by the study of flatology Trumping, blowing, tooting Wind passing day and night Ripeness abounds with interesting sounds Measured by ears and nose but not sight The Latin term is flatus But no … Continue reading Fluent
Bake Off
Four and twenty blackbirds were baked into a pie But one escaped this wicked fate and soared into the sky Felt freedom touch her wingtips in the rushing of the air Four and twenty heartaches tinged her lightness with despair Time passed by and she became exhausted by her grief Made a resolute decision to … Continue reading Bake Off
The Price You Pay for a Holiday
Back in the day a holiday cost only the pounds that were paid I’d book it and my only worry was the flight being somewhat delayed Perhaps lost luggage or a crap hotel or being accosted by a thief But never before has a trip abroad cost me so much in time and grief The … Continue reading The Price You Pay for a Holiday
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
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
An Unexpected Visitor
There are holes in my house the size of a door They’re all boarded up, still there’s draughts galore But there must be a hole somewhere I can’t see Because today a little bird came in to visit me I was brewing some tea when I heard a rustle, of all things I looked … Continue reading An Unexpected Visitor
Rae Cod’s Writing 