O green and pleasant land
I don’t know how to begin other than to say I love this world of ours.
Airhead
Personal essays, poems & mental health; going through life softly as a sensitive soul.
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Your Dream Life
In the words of Tangled: I had a dream, once...
Woman vs garden
My lords, ladies, gentlemen, brethren, I come to you from the front lines. And by front lines, I mean the patch of land known as the garden – forever hence known as mine own enemy.
My DIY beef with a man called Mark
It is not a frequent occurrence that I pick up a screwdriver.
Buried in digital clutter
This week, I had an argument with my laptop.
There is wind beneath my wings
On meeting my writing hero and finding joy
Alone with a capital 'A'
Happy Valentine's!
Post-heartbreak blues
A poem for a breakup
Cabin Fever
A poem for season change
Autumn
A gentle winding down