A BEAUTIFUL BLACK BOUGH DAY

This morning I woke to the news that I have been nominated by Black Bough Poetry for Best of the Net. Yesterday was a beautiful day, a slow cycle down to catch the sunshine bathing along the edge of the sea as I sat under the cliffs and listened to the echoes the tides had […]

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MOTHERS CHILD

We are carved and we are cared for, Cuddled and coddled all our lives, But we are, will always remain A mother’s creation, the love And labour of the hands That first held us. I see you In me, in the minutes so simple, In the moments so precious, Sometimes so predictable, Other times obscure. […]

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Adapted to Adoption

  Removed from you, I hear your words more clearly. You failed to understand me, You neglected to comprehend my lack of questions For the one from whose tribulations I was born. What understanding could I have of myself- When I failed to understand who I am? And yet- my love removed- see this: See […]

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