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’ →

Garden for your thoughts…

This post was written by myself, and published first on my first ever blog- http://www.dancingwithenvelopes.wordpress.com- on 10th August 2017. Introduction: Reflective insights into various journaled moments throughout different periods of lived experience, across the years, may be utilised via a type of spoken word time travel, to reveal truth and experience still very much valid … Continue reading Garden for your thoughts… →

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 →

One word to describe the cataclysm of a self that is I!?

Word to describe myself? Tough one- but I’m going to go with ‘Spirited’ ‘Spirited’ I have not the audacity to call myself ‘unconquerable’, because, believe me, life has threatened and humbled my steadfast and passionate spirit with too many a persistent reminder, not to get ahead of myself, and to learn the (inconvenience of a … Continue reading One word to describe the cataclysm of a self that is I!? →

Newly discovered old Poem

For several soundless seasons passedI’ve searched my future, present, past I’m looking for the tools I hadBack in some age where days were glad I thought about the skills I had, and subsequently, I began to grope my mind Language would follow meThrough my daysThen help me translateThe joy and the wretched,The divine, the unknown,All … Continue reading Newly discovered old Poem →