Guest Poetry From Lady Jenny

This week I’m featuring poetry by a fellow blogger Lady Jenny. She blogs primarily about customer service but also writes cute poetry. Here are a couple for you to enjoy: Barney- My ‘Blogger-dog’ Barney is a happy soul, A lively friendly dog But whilst all his mates, just want to …

Poem and OctPoWriMo Update

First the poem; Symbiosis I’m pressing forward with questions and hours minutes and answer whatever you have I need and I will push for more. In this I am honest if nothing else. Existence is purposeless if I am to do nothing. At least we are loved by the universe …

OctPoWriMo Week Three Round Up

I’ve not done very well this week. I’ve had a rough week for various reasons so I’ve fallen behind with OctPoWriMo. So much so that I wrote four of the poems yesterday and three of them today. It’s depression, it amkes it hard to anything but the basics and while …

OctPoWriMo Week Two Round Up

This week has been tiring. Not in terms of writing, but in the real world. Where I work and live and sleep. If only it were all digital, but alas I exist. Flesh and mind and all. So I’ve been behind in both writing and posting poems for a couple …

OctPoWriMo – Week One Round Up

OctPoWriMo stands for October Poetry Writing Month. The challenge is to write 31 poems in 31 days and is an off-shoot to NaPoWriMo in April created by Morgan Dragonwillow in 2012. I do both challenges most years depending on the circumstances. There are no real rules, just write 31 poems …

Poetry: I Say

I say crying is good for you a release of endorphins your mind and body sorely needs. It’s a lie. Crying hurts, his now more than mine, every tiny tear stings, and my head hurts and hear aches as if I were crying, same as when I am crying. With …

Poem: Discoveries

Discoveries I discover pieces over myself all over the place and time is taken to find all the words to explain it all. Those words are mine however for my understanding. I would be something non-existent if I must. Words are feelings to me but may not be to you …

Poem: Affirmation

I touch smooth skin and soft hair – whatever I can reach – in reassurance of his existence. As if my vision is a lie my other senses in denial. My boy, smiles, and so do I, following the rise and dip of each vertebra holding him together. As he …

Poet Vs Writer

I’ve been watching an argument (debate does not cover it) in a writing facebook group I’m a member of about why poets call themselves writers. At first, I found this really insulting. While I don’t think the original poster meant to insult any poets in the group, he didn’t do …

Poem: Summer Soundtrack

I remember a good summer bright with promise, crushes and sex, my memory nebulous a floating soundtrack to the sun. If only I could remember more. Not every winter was barren, not every summer bright, it’s on the edge of something wonderful an awakening of senses delightful and distressing all …