I do not offer this as a definitive description of what it is like for everyone to wake up with depression, but it is an offering, a thought, an imagination, and a representation of one morning, for one person, at one time.
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Category: Poetry
Honest Haiku: Twelve
It's the end of Mental Health Awareness Week. Like many others out there, I've spent the last five days trying to work out how to contribute to this with my own thoughts.
Poem | Street dreams
Homelessness is heartbreaking, and with all the stats and facts and stereotypes out there it's easy to forget the real people behind the cardboard signs and sleeping bags.
Poem | Asylum in Print
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.
Honest Haiku: Eleven
Easter got me thinking about eggs; not just the ones covered in foil (yum) but the ones I have inside me, too.
Honest Haiku: Ten
This haiku was inspired by an admission I made while chatting to friends recently. Brutal? Maybe. Efficient? Definitely.
Poem | Equals
I've wanted to write a poem focused on the power of womanhood for a while – and what better occasion to spur me on than International Women's Day?
Poem | Atlas
A short-but-sweet poem written especially for World Book Day.
Poem | Each Piece of Me
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.
Poem | The Potential
I wanted to write a love poem, but all that would come to me were words about my eternal hope for flirtation and enchantment. So here it is; my gift to you, this Valentine's Day. Be mine?
