Birdsongs

Yes (Inspired by extracts from the Greek novel Nai – author unknown) Sleep sweeter than death, Death more beautiful than the moon, If I ca...

A Kiss C: Are you happy for me? A: Why wouldn’t I be happy for you? C: So you’re not. A: I didn’t say that C: So why don’t you answer...

Having a fire every night : Getting it started is the hardest thing,  But once its going its pretty easy to keep on.  A cleansing ritual,  ...

Mother Stage Each night a new day, no guilt, no fear. Disappointment is unknown because I am but just born. Baptised in pools of light and ...

Bored Lines of squares dissected by lines, Imperfect circles try to meet in the middle. Divided in half and half again, A kaleidoscope in ...

Said and done When all is said and done. When can ‘all’ possibly be said and done? All of what? It’s a line for the end of the world. As t...

Your sadness When you smile, your whole body smiles. Your fingers and toes, Your knees and even your ears beam With a joy that I never kne...