I don’t hate you I feel sorry for you That potential you will never achieve So much love that you…
It Is What It Is (Liz’s Song)
“It is what it is,” the wise witch said, “it was what it was when he took you to bed.”…
Out of the Darkness
Take a leap of faith into the dark, you don’t know what you’ll find. It’s scary, panicky, frightening. But it…
The Power of 5
3 is powerful but 5 is even more. With the power of 5 I can open any door. Roadblocks used…
Immersion
If you find you are losing yourself. If you find you can’t remember happy times as a child – your…
Introducing Lily
I am a woman, bold and strong, as honest and loving as the day is long. I am a daughter,…
Flowers
They were told to include their families. Give them little jobs to do so that they felt part of their recovery.…
Hold My Hand
This is one of the first poems that I wrote and it is still my favourite: When your friend has…
Let Me Rest
Take me to your safe place and let me rest awhile Let the strength of your arms shelter me from…
The Balancing Trick
I want to tweet poems that tumble and rhyme and talk about beauty and life and sunshine. I’ll blog about…
We Knew Not What We Did
Forgive him Lily, he knew not what he did, you were both so young, he was just a kid really.…
The Thief
He crept in like a thief in the night and stole my heart. He stole in like a thief in…
The Stranger in the Mirror
I look in the mirror, and what do I see? A lifetime of insults coming back at me: Hair frizzy…
Watercolours
After ‘Bread and Butter’ by Jo Roach. I come from women called Ann, Doris, Annie, warm hearts, strong souls, the…
The Witches of Woodleigh
I’ve been thinking about things today, thoughts going round in my head; when I got married I was happy, I…