“Home” is now available as a PDF downloadable print in my Etsy shop. Click on picture for the link. I have added to it a vintage artwork illustration which has had some digital enhancement and additions.
I hope you love them. x
Home….
Month: February 2023
The Butterfly Tribe…
I have written so many poems now that I am trying to organise them and put them somewhere. Above you will find the link to my Etsy shop where these two PDF prints can be purchased to print onto A4 paper. I love that you can print it yourself at home, put it in a budget frame and it refreshes your wall art straight away. More poems will be available soon!
Busy Learning!
I have been busy learning how to print my poems and how you can purchase them…..
You can now purchase the PDF so that you can download to your computer, print it out and pop it in your own frame. Or you can purchase the framed print through my Etsy shop. I am using Printful, I will need some feedback on the quality and the packaging so if any of you lovelies do purchase the framed version I would love the hear the feedback.
A link for you below to check it out, just click on the picture. Should you see any weirdness that I need to change it would be great if you would comment below.
Mother…
Friendships…
We have this low maintenance friendship,
It feels natural, it feels fine.
The distance means you have your life,
And I continue living mine.
We see each other occasionally
And no matter how long it’s been,
It feels like only yesterday,
Just five minutes in between.
Friendships come and friendships go.
That’s life to be quite fair.
But you’re a constant factor
And I know you’re always there.
Distant friends can mean so much.
Make an effort to hold on.
Virtual hugs and words of love
Are bricks to build upon.
And when you get together
Catch up on all the times.
What’s been happening in your life?
Whilst I’ve been busy living mine.
Water Your Own Grass…
No matter what you see,
No matter what you think.
I can assure you that not all my cobwebs are pink.
I sigh like you, cry like you
Can’t get to sleep like you
And so many times I have teetered at the brink.
But as you get older, gather wisdom,
You learn
The simple things come cheap
When you’ve no money to burn.
Always have dreams, the biggest are best.
But keeping your feet on the ground
Is the hardest of tests.
Keep looking for joy in the smallest of things.
Hold on to the friends with no obvious strings.
Take a walk, get fresh air
If you’ve nowhere to go.
Notice the birds and the trees
Feel your well being grow.
If your Instagram feed
Is full of luxury cars
Tropical holidays and cocktails and bars.
Remember these are highlights they want you to see.
They have bad days and sad days
Just like you and me.
Water your own grass to make it get greener.
Making plans of your own
So you’re not just a dreamer.
Your Bus…
The journey starts, the bus is full
The destination is hazy.
I’m not sure where I want to go
But I’ll go the way it takes me.
Passengers get on and then get off
With so many things to teach.
I now know where I want to go
But it’s completely out of reach.
Then I realise it’s getting close
But I can’t convince the driver.
I ask for help but unfortunately
They don’t want to go there either.
A new passenger sits beside me
And says “no ifs, no buts!”
“To get to where you want to be
You just have to drive the bus!”
And suddenly it seems so simple
This is the pathway to my goal.
I can’t let others lead me there
I have to take control.
Sit myself in the driving seat
And grab the wheel so tight.
Set the Sat Nav, change my course
And drive with all my might.
Don’t leave another person
To map out your hot pursuit.
This is your bus, you are in charge
And you decide the route.
February…
It’s February now and there’s so much to do
Pancakes and love hearts
And slow cooking stew.
Those who did dry January
Counting the days.
Are having whisky for breakfast
And lunch in a haze.
Valentines cards pop up in the shops.
Easter eggs appear
Wrapped in foil in the box.
The weather feels better,
The home straight to Spring.
Buds in the garden,
When the flowers begin.
Christmas seems distant,
The first month so long.
But you’ve done really well,
Your resolutions stay strong.
Blue skies are close now,
It’s going to get warmer.
So brush out the leaves
From your best sun trap corner.
Sit tight and be patient
Dream of the sun.
You’ll be complaining about the heatwave,
When the Summer’s begun.
Pink Cobwebs 