In the midst

The trees are darkand closing in You don’t know howyou found yourselfhere but you did You are tiredyou stumbleand overcome by exhaustionslump to the ground The reality of lifeis overwhelmingthere is no clearpath aheadjust this placein these woodsin the gloom May you knowthat it is okayto find yourselfhereon the forest floor May you not rejectyour … Continue reading In the midst


I peer at the glass, strugglingto make out the image. Trying to discernthe shapeof the facestaring back at me.  A face so familiarand yet indistinct. The lineswon't settleas they should.Shifting and movingin spite of my gaze. The image blursas my stareintensifies.My eyeswateringunder the strain. I am obscuredand despitemy effortI can notmake myselfappear. Thena shard of … Continue reading Reflect

In the depths

in the depths poem by Jodie McCarthy

I notice it already,the shortnessof breaththe tightnessin my chest I don’t want to venturebelowthe surface the shallowsare safeand known the deepis murkyand unclear yetsomethingdrawsmeunder a faint glimmerin the gloomy darka hint thatperhapsthereis treasureto be found so, I breathedeepand dive (Note: This post is part of Amanda Viviers #writemakecreate challenge for Summer)

You’re doing just fine mumma

  As another day dawns way too early with bouncy kids and too little sleep. You’re doing just fine mumma.   As another day brings fresh tantrums, hurt hearts and broken relationships. You’re doing just fine mumma.   As another day begins with finding lost shoes, brushing hair, and making lunches. You’re doing just fine … Continue reading You’re doing just fine mumma

In praise of this ordinary day

  In praise of this ordinary day. This day where you stumble bleary-eyed into the shower. This day where you make lunches and defuse arguments before breakfast. And like every other day, somehow manage to get the kids to school on time. This day where you hang washing, and run errands, and mop floors, and … Continue reading In praise of this ordinary day