Category: Poetry

Chapter 111: Corona Poetry

Covid19. What an arsehole. Here is today’s thoroughly uplifting efforts. Not your view I walk As in a tomb Live-in ghost room to room I feel Each cranny Every nook I trace I look loving place loving Home warm family meals Navigations Mediations grey…

Chapter 110: Poetry – Blood Lady

WRITING This is a quick little poem I was compelled to write. I’ve just been for a checkup and as I walked to an impromptu blood test – the woes and worries of the world had a field day in my head. But the…

Chapter 101: Writing Exercise – Nature Poetry

why do you howl? asked the forest to the wind constant and incessantly it never seems to end With a clatter and a snap so brash and erupt We air our concerns yet you do not give up We said – “lead like us”…

Protected: Chapter 100: Therapeutic Poetry

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Chapter 92: Fanny Fan-out: Christine de Pizan

Favourite Forgotten Women An Ode to Christine de Pizan

Chapter 88: Fanny Fan Out – Poetry: The Oracle Pythia

The Oracle Pythia – Poetry. This is an ode to the delightful What’s Her Name pod-casters who transported me to ancient Greece during a recent solo commute to Albany. This episode was truly captivating. I cannot recommend these auditory magicians enough if you are…

Chapter 82: Writing Exercise – Poetry continued.

Another lovely evening filled with laughs and camaraderie at Writers Group last night. We have a new member. A delightfully patient man who had shelved his poetry for a few years and was looking for like-minded people to reacquaint himself with the craft. He…

Protected: Chapter 79: Fanny Fan Out – Poetry: Hester Pulter

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Chapter 78: Poetry: When I was a Witch

Poetry Exercise. Trying to creatively express some current interests without being so over the top obvious. Failing badly. I’m either subtle as a rodeo hippo or so cryptic that on a re-read even I don’t know what the hell I’m waffling about. To help…

Chapter 77: Poetry Then & Now…Part 2

Writers group is great for my mental health, not so much for my ever expanding arse – the nibbles are first rate. Tonight we were treated to a delightful host, delightful poetry, classical, beautiful words in intricate covers and pages. I read the Jabberwocky…