If you'd just let me, I'd love every part of you, With my heart and soul. ~Leah
Fog, Covered, Arms reaching, Man made of mist, Trying to grab me, He's got into my head, My thoughts all begin to blur, The man of the mist coming for me, My judgment is clouded, I can't see, My depression is catching up with me. I battle against the man made of mist, I beg... Continue Reading →
And so it begins, A whole new year of chances, A new beginning. Happy New Year! I hope that everyone reading this has a happy and healthy 2019. I hope that you make the most of every day, of this new beginning. A whole new year of chances. How will you use yours?
Sometimes I wonder,How different my life would be, If I made choices,Based on the things that I want, Not what other people want. Sometimes I will think, That the decision is mine, That I have a choice, But part of me knows, I don't,The choices are always yours. So I'm changing that, I am taking back control,These are my choices, And it is my... Continue Reading →
Has anyone else recently had their heart broken by David Attenborough, and the new show Dynasties. Well, my heart was broken and instantly I wanted to help out in any way I could. Which brings me to today's haiku prompt. The words are Exist and Today. Should you wish you can Join in here. Species... Continue Reading →
Another week has passed and so it is time again for another haiku prompt. It’s so interesting to see people’s take on the challenge words- which this week are Win and Lose. If you would like to have a go at the weekly haiku challenge, you can join in here. The link will take you to see the... Continue Reading →
Another week has passed and so it is time again for another haiku prompt. It’s so interesting to see people’s take on the challenge words- which this week are Future and Hope. If you would like to have a go at the weekly haiku challenge, you can Join in here. The link will take you to... Continue Reading →
She added a charm to her bracelet,For every life that she took, Though, she didn't have a favourite, As it was her personal scrapbook. The bracelet told her story, Of the boys who fell in love, The charms were the all glory,She still often thinks of.The boys were represented,In the charms, it was clear to see,The bracelet she invented,Could never... Continue Reading →
Like all fragmented things, That are smashed and broken, Beauty can be found, You'll see it I'm hoping, I too am beautiful, Though in pieces I lie, Fragmented doesn't mean broken, Not broken am I.