Love Behold

There’s no clamouring in my head, I want to hike and tend the garden and exhausted, settling in my bed breathe a breath of peace and freedom.   In a world where neighbours care enough not to interfere when your family is protected but not by those who’s tool is fear.   In a child’s … Continue reading Love Behold

Poor poor poor me

All night and day I thought and felt And yet the time it comes to write It's the middle of the night. And i get angry because There's nothing else accessible Because I haven't made the time I haven't created the space I haven't done it god DAMN it And so quietly And with a … Continue reading Poor poor poor me