Ill Again (again, again, again)
I can’t always say sorry like everyone else.
I’ve been ill. No, not swine flu ill, Tonsillitis again. I had it a few months ago, and it has reappeared, which I’m not happy about. But then, who would. yeah you get a few days in bed, but those few days are spent unable to swallow and going between hot and cold, but completely […]
What’s In A Name.
Judgement And Forgiveness And Everything In Between Your dark eyes judging meand all I have are tearsas apologies.God I’m sorry, but begging,doesn’t quite seem enoughfor the forgivenessthat I desire.Good intentions pave the roadto my destruction,as I atone for my mistakes.Note the failure, learn forfuture infarctionsand I fall into your eyesevery time I trip.Nothing changesone picture […]
Climbing On The Bowstring Bridge
My name is Rhi. Actually it’s Rhian, and technically my name is only four letters long. The Welsh alphabet is 28 letters long, and rh is a letter all of it’s own. You need to roll your tongue to say the letter properly. I don’t like being called Rhian sometimes, because I hear people calling […]
For some reason I’m a decent climber. Okay, half decent, but as the least athletic person I know and at twenty-seven I shouldn’t be any good at it. As it turns out, I’m okay. I’m pretty sure at twenty-seven I shouldn’t be climbing but still, there’s lots of things I should be doing at this […]
I was going to write a whole post about my cousins. But in my head it threatened to get messy and rambly and I’m tired and teary. So here’s the poem on its own. Find the wordsfor your boys,the men who were therewhen our fathers weren’t,who stayed, and soothedthrough the fights,through frightful nights. Find the […]