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Battlefield of My Mind

Today the sun is hidden
Sky dark and silent
Today I will make the most
Of this magical dimness
Today my glass is half full
My body has its own wisdom
Today I must rest
Though it goes on around me
Today I shall strive for success
And know that I am stronger
Today I can be all I can be
I put my mind to my plan
Today I need calm to still my soul
Many demands on my time
Today I want to stay in bed longer
Physically tired and stressed
Today I will honour my body
With some gentle exercise
Today I will breathe deeply
Allowing the world pass me by
Today I refuse to let the egocentrics
Of others mess with my vibe
Today I realise I can only be
Responsible for myself
Today I see it was not my fault
I can’t control their reactions
Today I can’t wave my wand
I need the healing
Today I understand more about
What it means to be free
Today I see no conspiracy
My world is my making
Today I wear my armour
My mind is the battlefield
Today I am ready to fight for
Freedom from mental slavery
Today I choose to minimise
Live love and enjoy life
Today I am much wiser
Is that all you have got?


Patience is Key

In a world of mystery
This beautiful sight
Under ancient wisdom
Shall make sense
Of the shadow
Inside forbidden wars
Making me blind
To a certain fall!

Just like sugar candy
That sweet black cat
Sang little songs
While the devil played
My heart with joy
As the moonlight shone
Truth all over my soul
Crying patience is key!

My Jiggly Bits

My figure has changed with age
Getting dressed used to be a cinch
Now I face a different silhouette
Looking at me in the mirror
As I look back in terror
I see I have become a lady
Cover my jiggly bits please

Mini skirts used to be fun
Lately I tried on a few
To see if I could get away with it
Not quite the same as before
Quite often less is more
Best kept private so
Cover my jiggly bits please

Leggings used to be essential
Now I want mature grace
I will make my own clothes
To flatter my body shape
Fabric formed drape
Has the voice to say
Cover my jiggly bits please

Bleak Expectations

Everything in its place
Bright lights shine
I am grateful
To take my time
All the while
The same old song
Sweet angel
Be my friend
Here yet again
The world is a poem
The same way in
This world of men

You know what it is
You can see it coming
Where spirit flows
Makes me feel like
Never giving in
Turned face from
Hearts that break
Can you explain
Night sky above
Wonder of nature
Silence a sound of
Bleak expectations

That Time

It’s that time of the month
When my body surrenders
To the beat of a magick drum
In 28 days again it will come
Belly aches blue and black
The pain has me on my back
I am bloated with change
And my head is deranged
From a bout of ‘period brain’
I cannot contain
Exhaustion has
Me in slow motion

Without discrimination
It is something we all know
As the wind blows over
It will come and go
Each time I remember
I am alive and conscious
My womb is fertile
And still able to produce
I am eternal mother
I am woman there is
No telling what I can do
At any time of the month

I may not smile I may snap at ya but
Women bleed it’s the way it goes
Just like the sea moves
In and out with the tide
Pulled by the magnetic
Forces of the sun and moon
There’s something powerful
Inside the this process
12 times a year I can create
I am a different creature
Able to create life
At this time of the month