Tuesday, 30 June 2009

Just For A Moment

Just for a moment,
let me lie in your arms.
Just for a moment,
let me feel connected.
Just for a moment,
let it be just us two.
Just for a moment,
let my tears flow.
Just for a moment,
let goodbye wait.
Just for a moment.

Monday, 29 June 2009

Writing From The Creative Writing Workshop

I stand here nearly swallowed up

Caught in the war of nature verses nature

Displaying power like a prancing peacock

Waves crashing its symbol to be heard

The cliff crowned in grass that dances in splendour

This proud tower weathering its opponent

Demanding its place


Staking its claim

Wind rushing to win

Surrounding all that may stand in its way

Fighting to have this place carry my name

Man encroaching on Mother Nature

Sticking a flag in like it means something

Blood flowing like oceans to claim what was never theirs

Wind laughs at my plans

His voice heard in thunder and lightning

Staring at all creation colliding

We will be here long after you.

Sunday, 28 June 2009

My Sanctuary

My sacred place,
Sheltered from within.
Saved by your love,
Treasured by your skin.

Your eyes whisper secrets,
secrets to my soul.
touch my heart,
my hearts made whole.

Saturday, 27 June 2009

Piercing Platitudes

You didn’t know him


and gaze at his beauty

and hold him closely

and care so deeply

and touch him gently

and need him desperately

and love him instantly

and loose him quickly

and fight so fiercely

and walk away despondently


And as I tell you this

and your pity builds

and I feel your sadness

and the question burns within

and now it spills

and can’t hold it in

and you say ...

time is a healer.

Wednesday, 24 June 2009

I don't know what to title this. It's just a snapshot.

The room felt like it was closing in on me. I ached with the unfamiliar feeling of childbirth and the sounds of other babies arriving into this world crept through the crack in the door. A tear rolled down my husband's face and leapt onto my quivering hand. William was so tiny (4lbs 1oz to be exact).

So much had lead up to this moment. Every twist and turn of my life made me what I am. The joyful and the painful was preparation for the biggest challenge of my life. In this moment all the other things faded away. A hush fell in the room. Time froze. I leaned over and kissed him gently. My words spoken so softly reverberated within me. "Goodbye. I will miss you. I will see you in heaven."

Saturday, 20 June 2009


Toni made this inspired by my fridge poem. She is very talented. I'm so glad my work inspires people.

Friday, 19 June 2009


Breathe it in.

Drink it up.

Warmth trickling down.

Feeling its journey.

Radiating from within.

Surpassing all understanding.

Capture a moment.

Just for myself.

Quiet and peace.

For a second.

What sweet relief.

Inspired by a drawing (010) on http://astheysleep.blogspot.com/


Thursday, 18 June 2009

As It Was

I went to a writing group today and we had to write the opening to our autobiography. Here is my offering:

It was one of those wonderful sunny days that are found so infrequently. I ventured into the garden and felt the grass between my toes. Then it occurred to me. I began dancing around the garden stripping off all my clothes, so very pleased with myself. At five i understood that i shouldn't but that knowledge made this so much sweeter. I danced around in nothing but a hat feeling the sun tingling my skin and the breeze rushing all over my body. 

The fun was interrupted by my mother pounding on the window in frustration. I stopped for a moment, waved and then danced on. I think i have always been this way (but with far less nudity). I approach life with a desire to feel everything. The sun on my skin, the breeze in my hair and the determination to do what i please.

Tuesday, 16 June 2009

A Longing From Within - Header

I created a new header for my blog. I hope you like it.

Saturday, 13 June 2009

I thought that I would take photographs of my paintings.

I love peacock feathers and I felt inspired.

I was watching a medical show on TV. I wanted it to feel like it was coming back to life. Once I started painting it went from there. It became more of an abstract piece.

Art Inspires Us To Create Art

I used one of my photographs and used photoshop to make it more like a painting.

I'm new to using photoshop so I thought that I would have a play.

Wednesday, 10 June 2009

Fridge Poetry

Have you ever tried using fridge poetry. It's fun but the lack of words is frustrating. Someone gave me a set of the romance ones but I think I have lost some of the words. 
Here was my best with the few that I have. I took a picture of what I created on my fridge.
If it's unclear just let me know and I will type it up.

Monday, 8 June 2009

Lessons From a Mother of a Newborn

No you won’t die from the lack of sleep

No you won’t always pray to go deaf just for a minute’s piece

No you will never stop worrying (it comes with the job)

No you’re not a bad mother (crying is how they communicate)

No they don’t love him more than you because they say daa daa first

No don’t be alarmed if you find a piece of your crossword in its nappy (unless there is a pen too)

Yes at some point you will get a nights sleep (even if it’s when they're 18)

Yes it will get better

Yes when they are asleep you think they are perfect and can’t remember what you were moaning about

Yes they make you laugh till you nearly pee (that’s a side effect of childbirth)

Yes you will always be consumed by love for them

Yes they will make you the happiest you have ever been

Questions, Questions, Questions?

I have some random questions for you to mull over. Enjoy:

Why do people return to the fridge and cupboards hoping some food will appear after they have already checked several times?

Why do we press harder on the remote control when we know that the batteries are getting low?

Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?

Why do they use sterilised needles for administering the lethal injections to the death row inmates?

Why does Tarzan not have a beard?

Why doesn’t glue stick to the bottle?

Why are we supposed to park on something called a driveway?

Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars and then check when you say the paint is wet?

If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?