Tag: poem
To My Fellow Bloggers
Don’t write to be read, Follow your heart not your head. Always be open to inspiration, Don’t get bogged down by frustration. You can’t always force the words to come out, Wait until you have something to talk about. Patience is key with this blogging stuff, You’ll have that light-bulb moment soon enough. Just keep … More To My Fellow Bloggers
Bienvenido A 2018
The clock’s struck 12 and 2017 is officially done, As we recollect our year’s worth of memories, would we say we’ve lost or won? Well I can safely say that we’ve all had our share of ups and downs, Laughter and smiles mixed with tears and frowns. Because such is the nature of life, all … More Bienvenido A 2018
Mi Sobrino
That faint dimple in your left cheek that only makes an appearance when you’re either bursting with happiness or being cheeky. That floppy, shiny head of hair that always seems to look professionally styled, regardless of how much you jump around. That tiny little button nose that’s turned up ever so slightly at the tip. … More Mi Sobrino
Sick Day
I’m assuming the foetal position on the front room sofa. A small square pillow is lodged between my knees, another is pressed against my belly like a shield. Enveloped in my floor length violet dressing gown, hood and all, My silver laptop is positioned on the oak coffee table in front of me. The opening … More Sick Day
Mr Unavailable
‘I’m so busy’, ‘I’m so tired’, those are your favourite things to say,
You use them as excuses not to call or text me all day. … More Mr Unavailable
Just A Boy
You’re keen one minute, a ghost the next, Drunk calling at 3am, but still ignoring my last text. Sending me snaps 24/7 when you’re away, Seriously dude, are you feeling okay?! I told you my intentions and you said that you agreed, Said you were more than happy to take it slow, whatever I need. … More Just A Boy
We Don’t Talk Anymore
We don’t talk anymore not like we used to before ‘friends forever’? i’m not so sure calling and texting has become a chore catching up and making plans is a bore a change for the worst and i can’t find a cure so what exactly was all of it for? six years down the drain and yet … More We Don’t Talk Anymore
My Dad
Furrowed brow and hardened hands, Tough as nails exterior, now that’s a real man. Strong opinions, an unwavering gaze, Abstains from laughter for days and days. This is the way that you’ve always been, Although a gentler side I’ve occasionally seen. Like when you talk about your parents or the grandkids are around, Your demeanour softens, … More My Dad
Be Yourself
Be weird, Be crazy, Be cheeky, Be lazy! Be messy, Be loud, Be rambunctious, Be proud! Be silly, Be dramatic, Be funny, Be enigmatic! Be authentic, do you, that’s what life’s all about, And if anyone tells you different, just tune them out!









