I followed you

To make a new life for us,

Which was a gamble,

Although I never take risks

And I wish I hadn’t.


I gave up what I had

Now I start again from nothing,

Nobody knows me, or cares to,

In this lonely place,

And I wish I had stayed behind.


I still listen to your breathing

Try to time it with mine:

In-hold, two, three- and out, two, three, and four

I realise that I still love you

But sometimes I wish I didn’t.


If my wishes could carry me away

We would float off

Quietly, in the night,

Where I would sleep alone without thinking of you

For a while.







Each one is a small surprise.

When will it open?

Bursting into a flower,

Dripping with butter

With salt, or sugar, or both:

Timing it just right

To cook, but not burn them all,

A tricky balance.

But I’m willing to practise:

Poured into a bowl,

Popcorn makes film night complete!

Spilling Over

She pours the water into the jug

But, distracted, she forgets to stop and it keeps running until it overflows,

Drops cascading down the smooth glass sides and pooling onto the table.

After mopping the puddle up she goes to talk

Just wishing to answer a question, but she says too much and the words spill out,

Covering the carpet in jumbled shapes.

She goes to pick them up, pink with embarrassment,

Unable to take them back fully.

Silence then presses down on her, threatening to yawn open and swallow her whole.




Keeping On

It never rains, but it pours:

We all know that.

Cloaked now in cloying drizzle

From grey rain-clouds,

One thing after another

Goes wrong for us.

We look ahead to blue skies,

Clinging to hope.

While we are waiting, we change,

Get used to rain,

We put our umbrellas up,

Our faces down.

And when things work out later,

For that they will,

Good luck never shone so bright

In our tired eyes.










Playground Blues

We swing together, side by side.

Our feet are up the air

Until they block out the sun above us.

You are too big now

For me to push you.

You want to do it your own way,

Like I taught you:

Push your legs out,

Once you are off the ground,

Then tuck them back under.

Legs straight, then bent,

Straight, bent, straight, bent.

I am so glad you can do things for yourself

More and more everyday.

That is what I am here for, after all.

But it is also hard

To be less needed,

Soon you will no longer believe my silly lies

Like my chocolate is only for grown ups

And the park is closed in the early mornings

When it is raining.

One day we will not play together on these swings at all.

But at the moment

It is time for the seesaw

Which remains, for now,

A game for the both of us.


Toothpaste Love

The road to hell is paved

With desires such as yours:

To love me as much as I love you.

I can tell you want to love me more,

More than you really do,

But it is not something you can force.

Love is not squeezed out of the soul

Like a tube of glue

Or that last bit of toothpaste.

We both know that.

Now we have a voice within us

Telling us we are not enough.









Thanks to Lisa for nominating me for the Liebster award! I think it’s a really cute idea, and this is the only post I’ve written so far which isn’t a poem, so that’s exciting. The award is supposed to be for those with under 200 followers, so I have nominated bloggers who I think have fewer than 200 followers, whose writings I enjoy!

Here are the rules:

  • Acknowledge the blog who nominated you
  • Answer the 11 questions your nominator asked
  • Nominate 11 other bloggers
  • Ask them 11 questions
  • Let them know you have nominated them

Let’s get to it, starting with Lisa’s questions!

  1. How did you become a blogger?

I like writing poems now and then but I didn’t want to pester my friends into reading them, so I thought I would put them online and hopefully strangers would read my work (and some did!).

2. What other hobbies do you have?

I love reading murder mysteries and watching true crime shows, I like to collect postcards, I enjoy singing, and I like to bake and visit museums and art galleries.

3. Would you prefer to live in another country and which?

The UK is nice but I lived in Austria last year and I would happily go back there too, it is very beautiful and full of history.

4.What sport do you prefer?

I am terrible at sport but if I had to pick one it would be running.

5. Who are the most important people in your life?

My family and my boyfriend.

6. Do you like to discuss? What about?

I have to be in the right mood for it! I think the biggest topic to debate is politics, and that can get pretty heated.

7.Do you have a pet?

I have a dog and she is such a pain, but she’s my pain and I love her very much. I also have two fish, and I used to have another dog and lots of chickens.

8. Do you have a sense of humour?

I think pretty much everyone has a sense of humour, although not everyone can laugh at themselves.

9. Are you an early riser?

Only when I have to.

10. What is your favourite meal?

Salmon and vegetable stir fry with ginger and teriyaki sauce.

11. Was the year 2017 a good one for you?

Overall, yes. I met some lovely people, visited some new countries, and ate a lot of good food. Let’s hope 2018 is even better.


Now for the 11 bloggers I nominate to receive the award, and pass it on if they wish:

The Girl with the Black Cat

Kimelene Carr


Afternoon Tea 4 Two

WCS Poetry



Bob Marshall

Introspection Connection

Poetry & Coffee

Nain Writes


Here are my 11 questions to you:

  1. Do you prefer typing or writing out by hand? Why?
  2. Is this your first blog?
  3. Which of your blog posts are you most proud of?
  4. What is your favourite place that you have only been to once?
  5. What pet peeve of yours do others not share?
  6. Which is better- a riddle or a joke?
  7. How would you rate your most recent camping experience out of 10?
  8. What is your favourite hot drink?
  9. Have you ever been to the zoo?
  10. Can you describe your time at school in 3 words?
  11. How do you feel about horror films?

I guess some of the questions are a bit out there but I hope some of you enjoy answering them and making your own post on the Liebster award! Happy blogging, everyone.