A womb ripped asunder

Another pretty intense poem written during my healing journey. A womb ripped asunder A womb ripped asunderA life torn apartThe remnants confusionNo room for the heartthat is broken to healThe mosaic on the floorshows the pure desperationas you reach for the doorto escape from the roomthat transformed to a celland Read more…

Stay silent

This is another fairly intense one that I wrote about 8 or 9 years ago when my trauma feelings were surfacing a lot. I feel the British ‘stiff upper lip’ has a hell of a lot to answer for as it leads us all to stay silent so as not Read more…

A journey

This was another poem written whilst healing. A  Journey I haven’t shown my hurtI haven’t shown my fearsI haven’t shown the painthat’s been growing through the years I haven’t said my wantsI haven’t shown my needsIt’s all been deep insidelike a garden full of weeds Anxiety is therealways close besideruling Read more…

Animal

This was written when I was doing a counselling course, we had been looking at Carl Jung’s work on the shadow.  I no longer believe that all we feel is just our own stuff as I am aware of the interference now, but a lot of this poem still stands….. Read more…

To the hunter

To the hunter Does it make you feel good? Does your dominance thrill you? The sight of fresh blood, does it turn you on? The thrill of the chase, the pace, the power? Your fellow killers, riding on horseback, the baying of hounds, the thudding of hooves. The death-toll cry Read more…

Words

This was written in my late teens Words  Words cause feelings, for good or bad; they can make you happy, or can make you sad; they can cause anxiety, they can cause distrust; they can also be seductive, gushing with lust; they can make you feel wanted, they can make Read more…

Dreaming

This is a poem I wrote not too long after being attacked. I hadn’t understood that my urge to get away from life at that time was a very true response to deep trauma…that realisation would come MANY years later. Dreaming Don’t know where I’m going,Don’t know where I’ve been,Can’t Read more…