PUTTING BACK THE PIECES OF THAT JIGSAW

A republication from my earlier blog- Dancingwithenvelopes.wordpress.com- originally published August 2017 AUGUST 1, 2017 DANCINGWITHENVELOPES LEAVE A COMMENT Tuesday 1st August is today… I’m finally beginning to return to a mental state I truly couldn’t even remember, or imagine, feeling again, only a few days ago. With it, I am beginning to find I can manage to … Continue reading PUTTING BACK THE PIECES OF THAT JIGSAW →

REMEMBERING THE ROUTE TOWARDS THE ‘UP’

SNIPPETS OF THOUGHT ‘This too shall pass’ -Retrieved from my first blog, where I originally wrote and published this- March 30th 2017- DANCINGWITHENVELOPES Over this last week, it became increasingly apparent that I was moving forwards from Depression. I suddenly had feelings again, I wasn’t under a bell jar, my surroundings were inviting me to … Continue reading REMEMBERING THE ROUTE TOWARDS THE ‘UP’ →

Step it up a notch

Trigger Warning- References to suicide and self harm, this is a poem I wrong months and months ago before today, when I found it in saved drafts, I decided to publish it, due to the poignance and the power of the ; and it’s meaning, and significance, worth and hope…

The Green Mist

Originally written and published on 6th April 2018, on my earlier blog- http://www.dancingwithenvelopes.wordpress.com Hidden, lie the unseen branches Vanished, now- unseen green bloom Deathly claws frosting, winter’s gloom Tender, stems sleep, beneath chill moon Fallow, the heart of a breathless Earth Yet still come the brave, to spear through Ice glazed armour You will see … Continue reading The Green Mist →

Salvaging the sails

This post was originally published on my earlier blog- dancingwithenvelopes.wordpress.com- On January 19th 2019 Writing this post has taken me a great deal of courage. However, as does every day require courage, every hour that I continue to walk this path, towards recovery. Thus, if ‘practice makes perfect’, I have reasoned with myself, that it … Continue reading Salvaging the sails →

A Place To Fly…

A poem written by myself 19/10/2024 A place To Fly I have pictures, like paper trials, of a mind, absconded Words can be my muse, but they can deceive and confuse In sketches, the wrought iron gate, whereby the words keep watch, under key, late… A head filled with secret salubrity, ideas, overgrown trenches, sodden … Continue reading A Place To Fly… →

Happy Mother’s Day, I miss you 💜

Your Art and your afterlife Art that I drew and revived for you. I finished the Heart and butterflies drawing just seconds after midnight turned into Mother’s Day. That’s good timing for me, I’m usually not the timekeeping master of the century. But you knew that anyway… ❤️ Happy Mother’s Day Mum…. I lit my … Continue reading Happy Mother’s Day, I miss you 💜 →