Allow me to indulge myself, and focus on the good when there is so much bad about.
I am posting this the morning after the 2019 General Election. For many, now is not a very celebratory time; however, here’s a poem I wrote about exactly that. Celebration.
When Dear Damsels asked us to submit pieces on the theme of ‘Growth’, the first thing that sprung to mind was one of the biggest lessons I’ve learned with age. It’s hard to get your head around the fact that people don’t really care about what you’re doing, or what you’re wearing, as much as … Continue reading Poem | Nobody Cares
I like nothing better than escaping into a good book. It’s my favourite kind of holiday; taking a break from my own life and delving into someone else’s, finding solace between pages.
We are a product of centuries of other people; the physical embodiment of those who came before us. If we changed, we would lose something truly unique and special.
This time of year brings out some intense feelings, and it’s important for me to remind myself of the good, and focus less on the bad; to celebrate the haves, and ignore the have-nots.
November is always my favourite month. Autumn has fully kicked in; we try to cope with the darkening nights by saying it’s ‘cosy’, and it’s my birthday month, which always nudges it to the top of any list
I’m ever more aware of how my body is changing as I get older; and though I still have a lot of anxiety about how I look, I have found that I am more at ease with my imperfections than I was five years ago.
I’ve written a new original poem exploring the dichotomy of looking for love and the love of singledom.
It’s one year since I started sharing my Monthly Muses, so I’m celebrating with a bumper post, full of my loves and inspiration from the month of March.