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https://newwhatsgoingon.blogspot.com/2026/03/women-and-history.html It’s curious – does being a woman come from inside or out My body changes, but I no longer look down at my feet when I walk My thoughts are changing too – Quick sticks, polish the flowers, sweep the floor  There is no rush to get to the ball I think she is…

Orange magpie feather  Tumble, tumble down the hill  Bird man flies So lost, so found  Pick up dust, move on  Wind soothes and bites Tea placed on the table  Cooling, cooling  Ready to sip  Noise hurts Light hurts So much banging Inside Outside Drift to the stars  Orange magpie feather A distant time A distant…

I don’t know how I will step out of my skin. If It will unzip like a winter frost and leave me bare as a tree branch in winter. I suppose it it part of the journey we cannot overlook or completely understand before it happens. I hope there will be peace. That I will…

https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2026/02/friday-writings-216-just-dance.html I liked to tap on the wooden floor I liked the rhythm, the pulse – It made me feel alive, real Like my breaths counted for something I could beat a steady pattern for long minutes It made me smile – though nobody saw I think I even laughed How good it was to…

https://newwhatsgoingon.blogspot.com/2026/02/the-unspoken.html I wonder what else there is to say If there is anything more than what is already written on my body Marks without meaning  Ink and scars alone  I don’t mind that I don’t speak  Because I have my secret writing life  My world and connection with the world  A place I want to…

The cool breeze comes in the window I realise, with a gentle start, that I am happy in my world I take cups of tea from lounge to bedroom Write in both with increasing ease  Nonsense really but words are words  They help untangle the tangle Today I will head outside, see the buildings and…

There has always been a hunger inside I have filled it with –  Music, toys, television  Pain, blades, chemicals, pills  All left inside and outside my body Always deliberate – certain Now I dine on syllables, words and stories – The best diet I have ever chosen. 

https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2026/02/friday-writings-215-flamethrower-at-end.html?sc=1771563710282#c6228852109254854245 I open the windows, let in the winter air I like my toes to feel cool and free My body snuggled in wool Perhaps I am feeling more complete  Building up my mind and body Dropping a few defences which never served me well I cradle my mug of tea in the early morning…

https://newwhatsgoingon.blogspot.com/2026/02/blessings.html I should count my blessings – count them one by one That’s what they made me sing It will surprise you what the Lord has done It had a nice rhythm  The singing made me happy Words foreign on my tongue I always got them slightly wrong but tapped a foot regardless Quite happily…

Until you found me (or I found you) I never believed I could love But you blew on the tiny birthday-cake candle That flicker of life that was still left in my bones –  You gave me something which at first I could not recognise, let alone understand  I like that as well as the…