Monday’s Muses #2

“Without music, life would be a mistake.” Friedrich Nietzsche This is nigh on impossible .  .  . Music plays a huge part in my writing process. There are so many artists and composers out there that have been a muse to me in one way or another so this is just a tiny glimpse ….


Originally posted on Tea & Transparency:
i awake with a start only to stop and think the image of a robin caught in headlights is still imprinted on my retina the black leaves on the white trees float on my vision like a nebula what use is a frayed length of rope i am turning…

Monday’s Muses #1

“The Poetry of earth is never dead” John Keats “Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.” Albert Einstein  

Fear the reaper

I used to make worlds with my bare hands I’d mould the mountains grit cutting into my fingernails crying rivers to life to make oceans out of madness used to let the fire within my heart rage on as the gods’ war cut men down like wheat used to make widows of the warrior’s wives…


Originally posted on Tea & Transparency:
I am the author of my own life. I am the writer behind my own mind. I am the string and I am the knife; I will decide my own fate. I shall not let anyone else dictate, re-write or chose what is rightfully mine to win or to…

Journal #1 – Jade is completely fine

I am though. Honest. Hell, compared to where I have been – this is heaven. Just coasting along safe in the knowledge that I am just coasting along. My partner loves me for me, flaws and all (even if I do overthink everything and maybe drive him crazy). I have a job and I am…


lacklustre ladders lingering limbs lifeless layabouts looking leaving liabilities labourings lessons learnt


Darkness whistles as I stare up into nothing. I click my tongue and try to sing myself to sleep but the correct lullaby alludes me. Toss and turn and toss and turn again. The night passes an inch at a time. I twiddle my thumbs. I can hear static caught between my ears so I punch the…

The Promise

If the sun should fail to rise I will be by your side. If the stars should go out tonight I will be your light. And should the world have a sigh and reflect its storms in your eyes I will hold you tight Always.       Partly inspired by ‘Be my Light’ from…


The rain runs down the window (No, it doesn’t run, it falls . . . Not falls either,  more pours) (No) it lashes smashes even (Not that either) It comes down in great crashes (?) It is all I can hear that and the ticking clock which (for my sanity’s sake) I really wish would stop.