There is a deep well at the end of my garden
It is full of sadness
I don’t go down to it very often nowadays
Not least because at the bottom it is full of babies
Read moreUnforgettable Woman
When all seems lost and the world has seemingly forgotten you…
I see you,
I hear you,
I feel your pain.
Read moreI Want to Bridge The Divide
It might be a surprise
just what it took, to prize
this story from our hearts and into the parts
of our daily lives for you to see us,
Read moreDead Leaves and Blossom
We can’t have children,
No, it’s true,
Another reason to add to my list:
My body isn’t enough,
I am not enough.
Read moreThe Gateway
Grief is insisting I bring all of myself and my life, as lived so far, to and through its gateway. Frankly I'm not at all keen. There's far too much I'd rather gloss over, drown out, shake off, put back, lose, forget, disown or reject.
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