He whispered “I want your lips fluttering against mine as you sing that unstoppable song”

And my heart was once again beating faster, lovingly wrapped in the warmth of his Words.

#smallMoments #beautifulTruth
#smallPoems

Safety in my skin
Unrequested but welcome
Spontaneous stripping back

#MastoPrompt spontaneous 25 June 2023
#smallPoems #beautifulTruth
#smallMoments (but actually quite profound)

Love is letting you be
Because I know I can interrupt your sleep/day/evening/night
If ever I can’t navigate my way
From my heady hellscape at 3am

Your love means I’ve got this
So I write to leech poison
But it’s the love that pours out
And outside, the howling wind, driving rain
Are a metaphor for a storm kept at bay.

.

(And now I can sleep)
#ThisIsLove #SmallMomenf #smallPoems #BeautifulTruth

Zamia

Fireworks might be spark to start a blazing inferno
Hot, bright, maybe for a night.
Blinding and sometimes explosive
And leaving lasting wreckage.
Brilliance consumed, spent.
Sometimes the scars never heal.

There is much to be said in favour
of a slow, controlled, gradual burn: creating heat, cracking open shells of seeds dropped long ago.

This is how regeneration happens;
How wounded landscapes blossom and heal.

#beautifulTruth #smallPoems #smallMoments #poetry

I have the kind of people in my life to whom I can address Very Important Questions.

“Can I take up residence in your brain, and if you then go about dealing with invasive weeds, can you help me minimise the hayfever?”

#beautifulTruth #smallMoments #theAnswerIsYes

I never cease to be astonished that I am apparently the sort of woman who apparently inspires people to paint poetry.

Thank you for reminding me to view myself the way you see me.

#beautifulTruth #smallMoments