Thumb or Finger on The Blue Nib

Well, would you believe after only my second ever attempt at sending out a poetry submission, I've had one accepted and published online? Shocker, I know. Still can barely believe it myself. My prose poem (no, I didn't really know that was a thing either) all about wishing on eyelashes has been featured on the… Continue reading Thumb or Finger on The Blue Nib

Baggy the Bard #20: All-day Bravery Buffet

All-day Bravery Buffet Bravery is in my bones, passed down from those before me. I whip it up, a made-to-order marrow-meal and carve it while you wait, served by-the-morsel. Would it make more sense if I had reservations? Maybe. Still, say what you want about my bravery. No, it may not be gourmet and yes,… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #20: All-day Bravery Buffet

Baggy the Bard #19: Wet/Dry

Dry my wet cheeks with a piece of dry cloth or dry tissue or paper or anything but your own wet eyes - you wept adding more to the wet - now it's me that must dry for you and now this cloth is much too saturated to soak us both up, so we wring… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #19: Wet/Dry

Baggy the Bard #18 – The Making of Me: amateur gut interpreter

Below, as promised, is the third poem that I wrote during one of Rupi Kaur's Instagram Live workshops over lockdown. Rupi provided us with the title for this one ("The Making of Me") to which I've added a subheading that I feel fits mine - "Amateur gut interpreter". The prompts for this one were all… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #18 – The Making of Me: amateur gut interpreter

Baggy the Bard #16: LOUD

This next poem is maybe the longest I’ve ever written, about 765 words I think - but also one of the quickest that ever rushed out of me and was finished in a couple of days. The shape and length of this one means I chose to upload screenshots of the words rather than type… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #16: LOUD

Baggy the Bard #15: Quarantine for keeps

Another one of the poems that came out of the #writewithrupi workshop that I did recently was this poem about our time in quarantine and what I want to take away from it. Things that being in lockdown has helped me discover for and about myself. As we are already in Day 4 of Level… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #15: Quarantine for keeps

Baggy the Bard #14: Always Here

Although it feels like a lot longer in so many ways, it was only just over a month ago that I was in Scotland to celebrate my best friend's wedding. I was honoured to be asked to say a few words on the big day, acknowledging those who could not be with us to enjoy… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #14: Always Here

Baggy the Bard #13: 1094

Today is mine and Uncle Rob's 3rd wedding anniversary. It is also a day that people all around New Zealand are using to prepare for lockdown, as we approach Alert Level 4 status from midnight tomorrow.  We have kept up with the traditional anniversary gifts thus far with paper and cotton, so this year should… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #13: 1094

Baggy the Bard #12: Up Over

Just feeling the teeniest bit homesick at the moment.. fed up with being down under, I wouldn't mind being up over instead.   Up Over These rolling hills and fields of green are just a cruel trick it seems They make this place disarmingly familiar Same backdrop for a different stage with boards and traps… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #12: Up Over