Life is strange. Does anyone else agree with me on this? That life can be mind-bendingly, jaw-achingly strange at times. I consider myself, to most intents and purposes, sane- and yet there are days when things happen which leave me baffled and somewhat in awe of this crazy occurrence called Life. I’m not sure if…… Continue reading Personal filters for reality (1)
I hold a needle between thumb and forefinger, stare through the tiny eye and find infinity. A multi-verse of vast improbability- a soap bubble attached to a second soap bubble floating upwards into a clear blue sky- the light illuminate- electro-magnetic eye enabler hiding trillions of glittering stars, countless, fathomless balls of burning fusion power,…… Continue reading Minds eye (poem)
My laughter bites and my smile snares; I can enclose an entire room with the sweep of my gaze and men have been known to run away howling. I am a witch and my bones are connected to the cold rock and trailing ivy. I walk hunched like a crooked woman, crouched like a…… Continue reading Witch
Mad new world 