The mother tongue inside my head was made in an English hamlet she a built a world, on words she read and followed the white rabbit. She never knew who she was although she knew her name was Alice but she kept on going without pause and took her place in Hatters palace. She drank tea with a squeaky mouse and spoke riddles with a Cheshire she grew to big for her house and loved the people that met her. The mother tongue inside my head is a lot like little Alice she listens to every words that's said high in her urban terrace.
Category: NaPoWriMo 2016
NaPoWriMo – 8/30
It's raining orange and yellows the wind whistles in the air and as I wonder about tomorrow there's a hibiscus hiding there her colourful little petals shivers under the wooden chair waiting for the wind to settle but Autumn is in the air.
NaPoWriMo – 7/30 – A Storm Will Rise This Year
Handshakes creating a storm
The toll is certain to rise
I wonder about this year.
A thunderous start to the year
“What’s that?”, their loud voices storm.
Darkening our hope for sunrise.
The truth comes with the sunrise
what is the story, this year
friend or foe, I hear the storm
… a storm will rise this year.
NaPoWriMo 6/30
NaPoWriMo – 4/30 – Worst month ever!
If you are a serial singleton and you dance to a spinsters sound then February most of all is the cruellest month around. Society turns to the brightest red raining chocolate and jewellery everyone has a lobster well, except people like me. They'll link their fingers and profess their love hog all the good eateries cock their head and ask out loud Is there something wrong with thee? Because in the month of February when society is pairing some of us are all alone and have lost all sense of caring.
NaPoWriMo – 3/30 – Fan Poem to Shonda Rhimes
I'm the girl who dreams of sunshine but loves dancing in the rain I fight the fight, just to feel fine it's a battle inside my brain. I found you at Seattle Grace I bonded with dark and twisty and now I have a scandalous face and a book that's rather witty. The words you wrote spoke to my soul I spent a long time in fear you've inspired me to reach my goals, I'm going to say YES this year! I wish I'd been on that kitchen shelf and heard the tales you had to tell I imagine even a christmas elf would have been enchanted by your spell. So, THANK YOU for being you and thank you for Mer and Olivia through them I've learnt some truths or at least some good trivia! Shonda, I am totes addicted I HAVE to hear your words There's no way I could have predicted how your work has changed my world.
NaPoWriMo – 2/30 – Family
NaPoWriMo – 1/30
Shade falls from the sky
On my walk
All I see is feet.
Heat stifles the air,
It’s Autumn!
All I see is feet.
Sizzling chook and beer;
Lost tigers.
All I see is feet.
Friday night, sweetheart
twilight walks.
All I see is feet.
C’est la vie, Swan St.


