Instead of anger show me love comfort me when I am no longer able to see Instead of bitterness give me hugs, tell me its ok to wait, its ok to be cautious. Instead of anger, that you rage down on me, give me space and time to let me breathe, give me … Continue reading Instead of anger show me love.
I think the state of everything just makes us all want to scream, 'Give me a break!', we had the worst election turn out in the winter in the UK. Austerity growing increasingly worse, people struggling for basic needs and in the heart of all this we now have a virus pandemic. The many people … Continue reading Give me a break.
Dear, They whisper of socialism in the streets, Yes I repeat, The time is coming... The time is near, They whisper of good will, good cheer, You wouldn't believe the things we see and things we've seen. We didn't have to pack our kids off to the fields, the men didnt have to go off … Continue reading You wouldn’t believe
A long time, A long time, A long time, That took a long time, And it's put me off, Doing that again, Couldn't even remain friends, So much hurt, It's been a long time. I feel the climbing I've been doing, My muscles straining, I know I'm almost at the goal, No turning back now, … Continue reading A long time.
Hey guys I will let you know as soon as when and where the radio piece will be! Can't wait to share it with you a little bit about me and poetry 🙂
So, so much is happening, I dont know if I'm excited about sharing this with anyone. I've got a writing fever but have to focus on exams, focusing so much so that I've deactivated social media for now apart from Twitter. It's been a crazy week already, the kids are back at school and I … Continue reading 7th Jan Something’s changed. Hull we need action
It's a typical rainy cold Monday in November. The roads are manic and the streets are full of students, mothers with prams and rain covers, shopping bags attached to prams bashing and bumping about. The homeless man on the corner of Newland sat with bin bags protecting him from the rain. The bus was really … Continue reading I was anxious-Part 13- I don’t hate Mondays
For the best part things seemed to be bubbling over for me mentally. In reflection Summer greated us with tremendous thunder storms. I remember you texting me one evening when you went round the corner to play warhammer games with a friend. The lightening was so bright and the thunder was a beautiful drumming sound … Continue reading I was anxious-Part 23- theres always rain after a storm.
"It should of been me" 1st of August 2013 Dear... Hello, we’re half way there in one of my dads friends car. First day without Bella away from home, I haven’t travelled very far in about 4 years. There isn’t too much to talk about on the way although there probably should have been. It … Continue reading 1st of August 2013 Letter 1 : “it should of been me”