Touching the light
Touching the light You touch the gold in meThe underneathThe shimmering bright Sometimes it’s quietIn my heartSometimes suicidalBut you touch the light Embracing every prickly soulEvery angry thoughtEach cold dayI grow closer to my goal Of never reaching the up or over thereJust being hereClearNot being wholeAnd not minding at allread more
Remembrance Remembrance SundayBeautiful, heart, sadnessI feel the tears welling upWorrying about sunshineAnd rainCan the world become sane? Environmental sinsHuman warsAnd who wins? Coral reefsDolphin societyOur diverse beliefsAnd attempts at piety Trying hard to be humbleWe wear the best of clothThe British army uniformCovers up our wrathAs we commemorateMillions of deadMore and more accumulateAs we choose to fight instead And every country, nationalityReligion, sect beliefIs thrown into turmoilIncensed with fear and grief And do I love my country best?Or all the world ...read more
Coming into the light
Please note: this piece contains references to sexual violence.
Coming into the lightIt’s 4 am and the darkness is comforting. There is a constant hum in the background coming from who knows what. I am at home and remembering a time when there only seemed to be silence and darkness. The only noises were the thoughts in my head, berating me for existing. I was having what I believed to be memories of my infancy. Of course, according to the illness, I was an ...read more
A sense of belonging
Please note: this story references self harm and suicide.
I remember the dazed, sickly feeling; the heat of the hospital and the incandescent fear. It had faded slightly on arrival, lurking in the background like a toothache slightly subdued by aspirin. I was angry too, at having made mistakes – big ones and bad ones that would change my life. A lot of the crazy things I had done were because of delusions, but also because of the fear of ending up in a ...read more
Poem for a bright future
What do we need to changeTo keep us living well?Not our northern climateOr the Pentland Firth’s swell And not my yearly voyage to StromnessOr drinks at the Edinburgh festivalI know they’re beneficial to my healthNot unnecessary rituals As is solidarityWith one anotherStanding up for the minoritySisters and brothers! Tapping into the good thingsWe have here in the presentAccepting the diversity life bringsNot looking for things to resent What keeps me thrivingIs our amazing earthIn spite of all my strivingIt’s ...read more