Strings attached My love is unconditional – an animal born in viscera. Hardwired. Evolved. Oxytocin enchantment distracted me from my enslavement. The journey began with keeping that outraged and unshelled tyrant alive. Hormone drunk, I vowed to nourish and protect – no matter what – and my noble intention did endure the most unreasonable of […]
A morning’s work – 100 words
A morning’s work Me: Two coffees morning work all well She: Garden patrol what’s this? Gate’s different must investigate Me: Sun dazzling, adjust desk Productivity She: Bold explorer. Queen of the highway. Following my nose see where it goes. Me: Well, look at me spreadsheeting proficiently She: Well, look at […]
Worry – 100 words
Worry When the sun shines, there’s a green-faced troll sitting on a rock. He scowls and growls and glares at me. Skin prickles and I know he’s looking and reaching… twisted fingers for me. Sticky orange eyes, like see-through scabs, promise pain and misery. So, I am surprised that when I do talk to my […]
Experiential learning – 100 words
Experiential learning I wash the clothes and fold them, neat dried. A deep inhale of breeze perfume or artificial flowers – mothers’ meditation. I will no longer pick socks and pants and shirts and pyjamas and jeans and towels off the floor. Especially towels. This you know. Bring them – it’s not far, a moment’s […]
