Bants

Whimsical is the pinnacle of my lyrical banter, Whispering into my psyche like some kind of mantra, Words weeping in the comfort of Willow Trees, They ease my narrative and become my curative, Now is the space where healing can take place, After a tough couple of days, I beat the craving and enter intoContinue reading “Bants”

The Lippy Hippy

My Strap On Serendipity plays homage to my part-time Hippy, A notion which is growing in inches, pinches a little to make room for the Divine Feminim, A cacophony of happy accidents, pent up energy creating synergy, a linear approach guided by her Coach of her understanding, stranded on an Island of self-will, her needContinue reading “The Lippy Hippy”

Soul Sockets

Plugging into the Sockets of my Soul, My Co-dependency has taken its toll, Bubbling beneath the slippery surface, Burning up like an ego driven furnace, Role play ruminating, painting the perfect end to a less than perfect reality, Building a safe to store my fearful self in, purposefully forgetting the pin – win, win situation,Continue reading “Soul Sockets”

Contradictory Corner

I’m really frightened yet I feel like a Giant in the swing of synchronicitys, Torrid times seem to give me the rhymes I need to succeed in yet another epiphany, My swelling heart, torn apart by my Arthur’s deteriorating health, Wealth of worry summons up the courage to face some responsibility without reciprocating and radiatingContinue reading “Contradictory Corner”

Hear Me

It’s not absurd to wanna be heard, I have a right to my feelings, every single one of them and emotional support distorting as control and contort, Uncomfortable in your skins because vulnerability was considered a sin, bin it…..laden it with suppressed satiation, When loved ones give me the space to be me in myContinue reading “Hear Me”

Star Crossed Chords

As I’m chord cutting, I envision myself as a Jedi Master, the faster my light sabre moves, the faster my feuds are removed, Driven by entangled toxic connected shocks is a revelling reminder to be kinder to those who pose a threat to my safety net. An assumption conjured up by the gumption of theContinue reading “Star Crossed Chords”

Christmas Fear

Christmas comes but once a year, instead of cheer, I’m full of fear, I shed a tear on Boxing Day as I share my feelings, dealing with overwhelming thoughts of guilt. I don’t enjoy family or group dynamics, triggers tantalising my unhealthy coping mechanisms, a prism within colloquialism. So I chose to keep myself safeContinue reading “Christmas Fear”