Two Wrong Notes (with audio)

One wrong note at a time a fumble of loud mistakes too noticeable to cover up  too obvious to pretend it didn’t happen One stumbling scale after another I should be able to play better than this Is there any way to incorporate wrong notes  so they sound purposeful?  One heart trying striving to improve but effort doesn’t always lead to brilliance some simplyContinue reading “Two Wrong Notes (with audio)”

Paths of Mystery (Published now with Audio)

Paths of Mystery was originally published with Wingless Dreamer in The dawn of the day anthology during September 2021. I’m sharing the full poem with you now, plus the addition of Spoken Word 🙂 Walking upon paths of mystery uncertain where we are going daring to climb unexplored mountains treading in territories we have never seenContinue reading “Paths of Mystery (Published now with Audio)”

New Places

One can feel so alone a stranger in a new placeno friends, not one familiar faceYet we struggle onlearning new words and wayspracticing an unfamiliar phraseTrying, trying to belongignoring the loneliness in the days One can feel so tiredso drained in a new placechange taking up all our headspaceYet we push throughattempting to assimilate despite the thingsContinue reading “New Places”

Paths of Mystery (Published)

I am delighted to share that my poem Paths of Mystery has been published with Wingless Dreamer in their latest anthology, The dawn of the day from on the poetry competition with the same name. A bigger surprise for me is that I’m also as a finalist! I’ve included a snippet below… Walking upon pathsContinue reading “Paths of Mystery (Published)”

Extra Courage (aka Monday Morning)

I need some extra courage to face the day ahead When all I really want to do is spend the day in bed I need to dust this sleep off put my feet upon the floor Get my shit together and head out the front door I need some extra courage to do the thingsContinue reading “Extra Courage (aka Monday Morning)”

The Interlude

Living in the interlude, I struggled to find peace, distracted by what had been, and desperate for what was to come. I waited for life to begin again– delayed in the interlude. Time stood still. An uninvited pause between movements, with nothing remarkable to show for myself. Ticks of the metronome, I felt dull, restrainedContinue reading “The Interlude”