Poetry
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Welcome to 2023!
The last days of 2022 have been really rough – Mum wasn’t well at Christmas and wasn’t able to participate in the family event, plus my back pain issue has been really fared up for some reason. I’m ready to welcome in a new year with hopefully a few less challenges. As usual, I’m setting…
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End of year round up 2022
This year has felt very long. I don’t know about anyone else, but it’s felt like 2022 has been going for a while. In comparison to 2020, it’s been pretty good but there have been plenty of challenges to work through. I changed jobs, or more accurately I changed employers for my day job; the…
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Disconnect
We’re always looking for contact, scrollingBut never quite connecting, separate We never quite connect, separatedBy a bubble, a wall around ourselves Create a wall, a place to hide ourselvesAnd always longing, yearning to be seen A longing, yearning for someone to seeWho we are, instead of who we present To be who we are, not…
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If I only could: or leaving things behind
Tuesday was the first day of November and for the first time since 2012 I’m not going to undertake NaNoWriMo. I started doing this marathon drafting challenge when I didn’t yet know how to write novels. A little over a year after I started this blog, the same time that I left a job I…
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Dawn Chorus
A cry rang out in the night ‘Damn it to Hades,’ he said, hopping Ares had stubbed his toe on the corner of the four-poster bed The god of war, all powerful in some situations, but still fallible in the half-light of the very early morning Aphrodite raised her golden head from the pillow, ‘why…
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Houndstooth: a book launch
I’ve been a bit quiet here on the blog, not for any reason apart from life getting the better of my time, including starting a new day job. Yesterday I was lucky enough to attend the book launch for my friend and poet, John Lowe’s collection Houndstooth. It was held at Brighton Library, a bit…
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Poetry and travel
For the last thirty days I have been participating in the NaPoWriMo challenge. I have undertaken this challenge the last few years, and have found it valuable if not always easy. This year I followed the prompts for each day, all except for the final day as I’m up in Sydney visiting a friend and…
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I sing a song
I sing a song to pass the timeall the hours from waking to sleep I sing a song of seductionto flirt and flutter when speaking is too hard I sing a song to comfort myselffor company through the lonely stretches I sing a song of righteous indignationfor courage to challenge injustice in the world I…
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Endings and Beginnings
April is my poetry writing month, as I undertake the Na/GloPoWriMo a month-long poetry challenge initiated by Maureen Thorson on the model of NaNoWriMo. Each day Maureen presents a prompt, relating to content, or form, or sometimes both. I have written poetry since I was an angsty teen, some of my previous work still exists…
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Smells Like Teen Angst
In honour of the release of my two new novels next Monday I’ve dug through one of my first websites for the dreadful poetry of my teens. I have created a chapbook featuring a collection of ten of my best (or worst) poems. You can download a copy of the new collection here. Be warned,…
Fleur Blüm 