my boy's growing up

son home
crunch of his car on gravel
car door shut
front door open
his footsteps on stairs
all remind me
of his dad

my boy's growing up

new beginnings...?

I dreamt of space and light
of things being made new
and in the midst of new beginnings
I still dream of you

I wanted to scream out
that you're no longer here
but you remain a part of me
the part I hold most dear

I don't know where I'm going
each step is filled with dread and fear
each day I try to smile
but my laughter's edged with tears

Can I face a new beginning
without you by my side?


I just don't know the answer
but I'm going to have to try...

Ode to the Monday Morning Walking Group

Scattered Pebbles

The high tide
scattered pebbles
from the shore

Far and wide
escaped rebels
on the beach no more

 #HeartSoup "scattered pebbles"

ripple in time

looking back
you were a mere
ripple in time
a wave
I jumped over
as a small child

#fieryverse - ripples in time

Limpet

You are still the limpet
Who cling around my neck
Even after
All these years

You are the one
Who colours my dreams
Making a rainbow
From my tears x


#MadVerse - colour my dreams  

Twixt Head and Heart

Train set for sale

Train set for sale
Comes with own house and garden
Built to last
Solid
Immoveable
Fixed to the wall
Permanently here
A dusty reminder
That you are not

Remember

do you remember climbing that hill, 

holding hands? 

you told me your dreams 

#haikuchallenge - remember

Lantern Light

Re-invention – in search of lost glitter…

My life hasn’t turned out as I planned and I know I am not alone, the world is full of fractured things and broken people.

But I don’t want to dwell on the past, I want to shake off three of my most hated labels, of being

Depressed, Single-Parent and Widowed

And instead make those letters stand for 

Defiantly Sassy and Wonderful

As you can tell I like to play with words and I love to write.

It is the one thing I keep coming back to - words and writing, poetry and prose, a way of expressing my thoughts and emotions. A way to clear my head and focus.

Recently I have been writing poems on Twitter based on the many writing prompts I find. I’ve accumulated too many scraps of paper with ideas on and they need a home for safe keeping, somewhere I can share them with non-Twitter folk and find them again easily. 

I hope to be posting quite a few recently written poems over the next week or so and add some of my favourite stories from my old blogs. Hopefully there will be lots of new words too but less true life stuff – well it may be there in some guise or other but I shall take more liberties and use my imagination…

I want my writing to stand alone without the usual waffle - like I'm writing now - this is a one off!!!!

(( However if you like real life waffle you can still find my old blogs here - unravelling-edges and re-ravelling ))

My new blog title seemed to come to me from nowhere as I sat down to type. Then I remembered a dream I once had where I was burdened, carrying far too much stuff, my weary arms gave way as I could hold on no longer and I dropped glitter and pasta on the stairs making a terrible mess.

A lot of the time you need to concentrate on the practical things in life, the pasta, but every girl needs a bit of sparkle too - so come with me on the next stage of my journey in search of lost glitter…


P.S. Added November 2015

This is no longer a blog of pure fiction and make believe but a blog of my thoughts and feelings and general waffle. Its a long story and maybe I will explain it one day... but whatever happens I am still gathering glitter one speck at a time!