Driftwood

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Friday, November 24, 2006

Simply thinking.

Inspired by Blanche - and Oprah - I started trying, recently, to find five things to be grateful for. Three or four days later that has fallen by the wayside, not because I have stopped looking, but because I'm fully occupied. It never ceases to puzzle me how, when less than a fortnight ago I was so... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Dreamscape

Another bit of dream therapy: It is dark in this empty place, And I am looking for you. Where are you? I looked for you, before. You left the boat, where were you? You missed the start of the race. I came to find you; Everyone had gone. I found myself in this empty place, Looking for you. I wondered... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Thoughts unbidden

Cheerful in the salon, Smiling oriental faces, Laughter and chatter, Foreign sounds, broken English. Happy here, all done, Nails wet, glasses out of reach, Cannot see the magazines, So sit, quietly; wait, patiently. Quite without notice Thoughts wander and slip Into the same limbo Of the moments,... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Perplexed sonnet

I wish I could find my happy rhymes Of the kind I like to write, when my mind Is full of light and life, in better times, While lately I struggle just to be kind. Sleep should be respite, yet so many dreams Parade and cascade and dazzle the brain That tries to untangle the knot, that seems To... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Nothing much happening is there?

Is it my imagination, or is there a disturbance recently in the cosmos? Maybe there is something in astrology, with that 'Mercury retrograde' influence. It seems to me to be a time of reflection for so many, and if we are barometers for each other, it might be why I am quiet too. I seem to have lost... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Just thinking.

Mystical, mythical, miracle worlds, Language and thought, theory and fact, Dreamscapes ethereal, primordial stew; People and poetry, how do you do? Welcome to my world, quiet and still, Locked in my thought-field, words spill, Waking my languishing quill, wandering From dark inkwell to rustling... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 5, 2006

Quiet Time

In the moments before sleep, day's work done, I watch colours and abstracted shapes thread Across my private thought-screen one by one, And hear my heartbeat echo in my head. Traces of the day come and go at will, Here a sound, there a feeling, now at ease, I breathe softly, evenly, deeply, fill My... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, November 3, 2006

Poppyheading... or just bored-bored-bored...!

Post-grad scholars have to write ee-eye, ee-eye oh, and on that page we have to cite, ee-eye, ee-eye oh. With a footnote here, an endnote there, here a note, there a note, everywhere a note-note post-grad scholars have to write, ee-eye, ee-eye oh! I've just stopped for a cup of tea and some toast.... Sign in to see full entry.

And so to bed.

Is this another Poppyhead post? No.. Just haven't anyone to talk to. I'm sleepy, and it's the end of a long roller-coaster of a week. I have come to dislike Fridays, they are the start of the weekend and I don't want another like the last. I tried to mention this a day or two ago and was met with... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 2, 2006

Something lighter.

Toddler sonnet. Sunday morning, one-year-old, I watch you, Crawling, smiling, happy as a sandboy: Busy hands and dirty knees, peek-a-boo! Sunny smiles, simple hours that bring such joy. My bundle of energy, won't you rest? I want to gather you into my arms, You are so sweet and full of life, such... Sign in to see full entry.

About this Blog

I started this blog in 2006, round about the time my 28-year marriage was unravelling. It was difficult for all concerned, even for my ex who handled the situation about as badly as it’s possible to do. The damage is still emerging, when I least expect it. The children are adults and both now live with their father in Australia. After the divorce, the future initially looked bright. It still does, although there are a number of complications. I have a new relationship to nurture, sometimes thrown into confusion through my daughter’s negativity when she visits. I’m a member of the church choir, which is really important to me. I think I’m happy, apart from those moments of conflict and opposition that we can all do without. Time will tell. To quote William Shakespeare: O time, thou must untangle this, not I. It is too hard a knot for me t'untie

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