Mr S is a creature of habit and oftentimes I abscond him, drag him away… He mumbles and grumbles until he realises that he’s quite enjoying the unexpected change of scene. Me… I have an inbuilt urge to drive into the distance… I can easily imagine myself as the newspaper headline telling of the woman […]Read More Between Worlds…
Previous|Master List|Next It’s been a long long time and although I’ve been full on embracing my Hermit mode, I guess it is maybe time to step blinkingly into the sun to see what’s going on in the rest of the world. And what better way to do it than by taking up Joy Vernon’s invite […]Read More A Brief Affair?
I drew this image a few days ago and it kind of reminded me of something that I couldn’t easily put my finger on… It’s been sat in draft whilst I dip in and out trying to decide what wants to be written… Today, I give it up for dead and oh… A couple of […]Read More Upon Reflection…
I was holding off announcing this until I’d at least finished Waxtober but today through my letterbox dropped something that felt to be a sign… Today is my Wedding Anniversary and so I guess a good day to announce a birth… Finally… After many many twists and turns and changes of name… My deck is […]Read More No More Silence
Today’s waxing left me with a conundrum… I found myself rich in thoughts on a day when I’m time poor… Hmm… Should I roll it over to tomorrow or should I find a way to work more quickly today? I looked at the blank white space… I glanced my eyes around the room… My line […]Read More Waxtober 20
There lives in my head, a poem I first read at school. It’s one of the few things I have perfectly memorised… Most of the things I have memorised are for practical reasons – my NI number as I knew damn well that I’d never be able to keep a single piece of paper safe […]Read More Finally a name
Burning BeauRead More Snippet 2 from D. O.
Dear Heart Songstress soulful sonic sorceress Lyre plucking plundering histories Mysteries of wars of Heroes of Sorrows bittersweet Occupying men’s minds Mesmerising…Reminding Strive hard Confess Bestow Soft tenderness Lady’s migrating canon calling Emanating bardic beacon pulsing Home Is where Dear Heart sings Text (c) Karen Sealey 2020Read More Snippet from D.O.
I’m the first to admit that I’m my own worst enemy and certainly over the last couple of days I’ve been kicking myself, thinking I’ve set myself a bigger challenge that I can meet… In one of my ‘Oh, I’ve got a good idea’ moments, I decided to write a poem for each card in […]Read More Knowing the Type