Poem: I’ve Been Waiting

I’m not sure this actually is a poem. I’m not quite sure what it is. It’s too short for prose. It doesn’t rhyme. But it’s a little piece of my heart and what else is poetry if not a slice of our souls?

Poem: Mulled Thoughts

I know it’s late (blog day was yesterday) but I wanted to share another poem with you this week. I feel like I’m all over the place (I’m going through some major life changes) and I’m barely getting everything done. I actually wrote this poem while I was in university but I’m pretty sure I

Poem: Save The Last Dance For Me

So, I feel like I’m super late to the party but in May, I discovered the band The Tea Party. Considering my taste in music and the fact that I love middle eastern things I can’t believe I didn’t find them earlier. Naturally I immediately fell in love with their lyrical and musical style and

Poem: Death Has Come To Hold My Hand

So for the last few days I can’t seem to stop writing sonnets. As I’d already scheduled today as being this month’s designated poem day I thought I would share one of my recent creations with you. Normally I hold on to them for a long time before I post them here.  Death Has Come

Poem: The Changing Flame

In yet another testament to “my life doesn’t always go to plan”, the book review I promised of the All Souls Trilogy by Deborah Harkness has been postponed to next week. Unfortunately I haven’t finished reading The Book of Life yet. So I’m swapping next week’s content for this week, and next week will be the review.

Poem: The Dangers of Writing

This week I thought I’d share with you another poem. I wanted to share with you the cover of The Lady of Zion but I’m having technical difficulties. Apparently the power supply to my external hard-drive is damaged, so while I’m organising a work-around I decided to pull this post up the schedule. 😀 Hopefully next week

Poem: Sister

This poem is titled Sister and was written during my college years about my sister. All of my siblings are adopted so this poem is rather special to me. I have two sisters, and two best friends who might as well be my sisters, and like all sisters we haven’t always gotten along at times, but this

Poem: Passion

Passion By B. Forrester On scented sheets of rose we lie,in the ambience candlelight provides,The passion of the night sublime,our entangled limbs collide. A hungry midnight snack; kisses trailed across a body.A neck, a chest, a back; a fire within embodied.Words spring from my mouth, spurred on by Calliope;a kind of love-struck poetry; eloquent and

Poem: High School Horror

Do you still have nightmares that you’re in high school? That you can’t seem to get to class, or that exam? That you have a huge assignment due in the morning and you keep getting interrupted from working on it? I know I’m not the only one that does. My mother still has nightmares about her

Poem: Desert Sands and Night Dance

There is an exercise that is useful for generating writing that I sometimes use in my art practice. You listen to a song, or look at a piece of art and write what comes to you, inspired by the art.