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Late Night
Listening to the song. Again and again. The spell it has on me. Rain in the moonlight. Steady drumming of my heart. Unbroken humming. Sweet breaths of sleep creep under the door. Alone at last. Curling...
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Out There
I want to capture colour and light. I want to punctuate the details. I want to write and write and write. But I can’t. Not because I don’t want to. Not because there are no ideas. But because there’s...
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Permission to be Real
So here’s what I do. I explore the undercurrents. I’m a sonar in the depths. Picking up on the signals that no-one wants to hear or talk about. The despair, the pain, the misery, the gloom. Because...
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The Great Leap Forward
“Start your own revolution and cut out the middleman” ~ Billy Bragg, The Great Leap Forward :::::: You can have your own personal revolution...
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Grace
She carries a pearl In perfect condition What once was hurt What once was friction What left a mark No longer stings Because grace makes beauty Out of ugly things –...
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Just Another Date
December 10, 2003. There are details about that day that I can never forget. Like the way I sat in the haematologist’s office staring at the stupid little animal ornaments on his desk. Like the crooked...
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Softly
Where are you now, Grandma? I see you softly drifting on the brink, curling into the filmy line between this world and the next. Today I said good-bye to you for the last time. Inadequate and...
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I Won’t Forget September is Your Birthday
My grandma was like a warm spring breeze. So refreshing and always ready to caress you. She would greet you at her front door with a trademark ‘Hull-ooooh!’, followed by a squeeze so tight you almost...
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Her Last Day
Death is at your doorstep And it will steal your innocence But it will not steal your substance But you are not alone in this You are not alone in this …. we will stand and we’ll hold your hand Hold...
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The Distance
It’s been just over a week since our Rosie died. When it was only a day, exactly a day to the minute, I was in the middle of putting dinner on the table and I couldn’t stand the normality of our...
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