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.

Secret Shrine

Through the streets I wandered,

Meandering as I went,

And as I walked I pondered,

What lay just round the bend.


Heat was blazing down on me,

From the August sun,

Let loose on holiday, I was free

My plans for the day all done.


What I then saw before my eyes

I did not expect to find:

A glowing shrine, quite large in size,

Light and darkness intertwined.


Under an arched ceiling, candles abounded:

Plaques of thanks covered the wall,

Cobblestones beneath my feet were rounded,

From centuries of footfall.


Sometimes, without the guidebook

You come across that special place,

Which makes you stop and take a look,

And wonder in its grace.









Too Young to Say Goodbye

Skin and bones under paper skin-

Ghost white, almost faintly glowing,

She scares me suddenly

With her fragility.

She looks different, somehow,

And she feels far away.

My own problems once seemed big

But they were small and unimportant.

She never wanted to be like this-

She didn’t want to lose herself,

But here we are

Listening to the same story once again.

Sometimes we laugh and in that moment we forget.

Little Miss Late

She’s very busy, she has no time,

Perhaps her time is more important than mine.

Rushing about, to and fro-

She doesn’t even know where to go!

Running in circles round everything

Not even sure where to begin-

Or so she keeps telling me.

One of us has to be patient, you see,

To sit around waiting, every day;

Wondering what excuses she will say.

I ran through the drizzle to catch the bus

But she splits her life between all of us,

So we feel quite ignored and forgotten,

Lesser, not as valid, slightly rotten.

I’m waiting at the café now, alone,

While I suspect she’s still at home.