Finding a new rhythm
I’ve been thinking about this post for quite a while but only just now got around to putting my thoughts […]
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On Inspiration
My family and I have been on our holidays, and as usual, I’ve been busy at home with work, household
Finding peace in painting
Over the past ten years I have done a lot of painting. Of walls, doors, ceilings, door frames and skirting
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GIVEAWAY – poetry! art! – over at Mother’s Milk Books
So lovely to be able to share this: Poetry! Art! Beautiful greetings cards! (Notice any familiar poetry?!) over at the
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The Swing
The Swing With aching limbs and clicking joints I climb onto the swing. I push the air with straightened legs,
Zen in the art of writing (and mothering)
I recently finished reading the book Zen in the Art of Writing by Ray Bradbury and was sorry that it
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The power of descriptive recognition
My husband and I often have discussions about praise. He is wary of it. I don’t tend to be. I
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Poetry and play dough on Mothering Sunday
I wrote this a while ago, but (as usual) never got round to posting it up straight after. So, seeing
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Rejections, recognitions and reaffirmations…
In the past month I’ve received one rejection of a poem from a magazine editor, one acceptance of a poem
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Childhood sweetheart, oh, how you shine in this city of mine…
It was lovely to have this poem published on the Dagda Publishing website (fairly) recently, http://dagdapublishing.com/2012/12/19/childhood-sweetheart-oh-how-you-shine-in-this-city-of-mine/ since I greatly enjoyed
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Balance; and the delights of the season
I have been feeling more ‘balanced’ recently – which has no doubt been due to spending lots of time with
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GRIEF it has withered me, hollowed me out;
It is ironic that a poem of mine (a triolet) about grief is about to be published whilst I am
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