Reblog: Wise words from a distant past…

Great post to reflect upon…

The girl in the bubble

It is lunchtime and I am trying to stay well, but my encroaching viral illness is threatening to overwhelm me. My head is a fog and I cannot concentrate. I was munching on my homemade cheese and ham sandwich when I found this draft post. I have obsiovuously cut and pasted this from somewhere but I am not sure where from or why I thought it necessary to have on my blog at the time.

Thought I would post it anyway as they were helpful words.

Allow yourself the uncomfortable luxury of changing your mind. Cultivate that capacity for “negative capability.” We live in a culture where one of the greatest social disgraces is not having an opinion, so we often form our “opinions” based on superficial impressions or the borrowed ideas of others, without investing the time and thought that cultivating true conviction necessitates. We then go around asserting…

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What happened to the love, and the fairness and equality?

Installation by Charles Pétillon


Weekly Photo Challenge:Mirror


Barbican Lakeside


I took this image at the weekend whist enjoying one of the many celebrations to commemorate the great fire of London and noticed how the lights reflected in the man made lake at the Barbican centre.


Weekly Photo Challenge: Frame

Quarter Cafe
Chelsea Quarter cafe about 45 minutes before closing . This weeks challenge is Frame.


Revisit 0.1 – Writing 201 Poetry day 2: Gift, Acrostic, Simile

Reading between the lines
Energy flow fluctuates.
Could it be?
In another life,
Empty promises are concealed in soft pastel wrapping
Volatile outbursts precede the emergence of pastel wrapped boxes, heart shaped cards.
Enabling control
Deflating the bubble of joy that had begun.

With a move to warmer climes
I invite more light in, the darkness slips away;
Taking with it the bad memories and any trace of controlling forces.
Heart free, finally.

Love yourself! more shout the books, it’s been that same page for months now.
Oh, your words arrive just in time like a cool wind
Velvety and soft
Eyes close as your energy wills me on.


One of the things I enjoyed most about taking part last year in the Blogging University poetry 201 last year was the challenge of creating poetry inspired by the daily workshops. I often found myself jotting a few ideas, drafting a poem and then a few days later completing and posting. It was great to see the different tangents other participants had taken the subject and the online community feeling of creating together.

I like going back to poems and overtime crafting and shaping them till I feel they are ready and no more editing is required. With this version I think I’ve made it less dark and more coherent. What do you think?


Writing 201 Day 5: Map, Ode, Metaphor

A recent road trip brought me back here….


Driving Along the edge

Morning meditation, open road revelation.

As close to the edge as your vehicle allows

as the sea view below wows.

The sunrise a few hours earlier has cast its net for the day

capturing my optimism and imagination.

The space between me, the edge and the sea seems to

demand an appearance,

a morning welcome or roar.

Poseiden perhaps?

or something, someone similar.

Soothing sea,

I clearly see the beauty in the natural elements of

this mornings north eastern coastal view.

Driving on blues skies and open sea continue up ahead.

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