Biography

Former floating pikey girl and long time lover of the waterways. After a long long lifetime of wanting to write it seems that stress has pushed me to start. I was told I had to have a photo. Should have brushed my hair.

Samples

Can’t we just talk? Wakeful and waiting Feeling of dread Anticipating It’s not in my head Fearing and hating keep alternating. There is a monster under my bed. First, I deny it This cannot be Next, I decry it Surely, not me Then I defy it, get angry whereby it Shifts and I cower, tremble and plead This situation Is breaking my mind No explanation No hope there to find But..inspiration, communication Reaching for paper I dash off a rhyme My rhyme is reflected “We must not write. I am unprotected Night after night In darkness, dejected, assault is expected Fearing the creature that lives in the light.” Grasping the warning The poem is read Aching and yawning Daylight has spread Birdsong and morning A terrible dawning. I am the monster over my bed.

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Blog entries by Just jo

By Lily (25/02/2019)

Evergreen (25/02/2019)

All of you (12/02/2019)

Can't we just talk? (12/02/2019)

Hard enough (12/02/2019)

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