Our Lady of Love
For we have the power /
To feel it all /
For those who just couldn’t /
Buried deep in the soil /
The hunger, the hurt /
An gorta mór /
The famine is over /
Let’s feast for them all
Month September 2024
Let Go of Shame
In fields where ancient whispers flow /
Where wild Atlantic winds do blow /
There lies a tale of hidden pain /
Of women bound by unseen chain
Her in hero
It had been years! Years spent dreaming of meeting a white knight who would somehow magically appear and gallantly swoop in and save me. The revelation that unveiled on my healing journey was that the “saving” was never going to come from someone else.
Tender Around The Eyes
I grew tall /
too quickly /
Almost as quick as my inferiority /
No amount of sloping and flat shoes /
Could hide /
my head above the parapet
My Body
now every cell feels the shame /
The programmes passed down from generation to generation /
Can I break the cycle? /
Can I be the one to say no more? /
Can I be the one to break free of addictions allure?
