I work in childcare, a job I love and enjoy very much. No two days are the same and the children definitely keep me on my toes, but I would not change it for the world. I love my job. As you probably guessed from the title, this is just a little piece about the conversations I have had with the children over the course of my job. I was on the early shift one morning, and as I walked into the daycare centre I finished my c...

I'm haunted by this notion that one day, in the future, I will no longer care about the things I do now. I'm passionate and obsessive, I think about thoughts and muse about musings whenever I can. Sometimes I over-think. Sometimes I get really obsessive. But I care about things. I care about social justice. I care about the environment, I want to make changes and I believe in my ideals but something keeps bugging me. I he...

Where's my rabbit with a clock? Can I follow til I find the hole and dropFar down til reality distorts?A world that makes no senseA realm of uncertaintyIt may sound childish, but it's more than a dreamIt's the place for me where I'm meant to beThe crazy becomes just in a creative wayEat this and grow or drink this and shrinkMany places to visit Many more people to meetWhere is my cat maybe he is here but I cannot seeWhere...

Death and decay call for a meaningful daygathered around a hole in the groundquestions and mourning depicted from the sobspreacher says impersonal message as a goodbyeA box holding a body goes down and downif the dead could speak what would they sayhappy to see who all came to attendmaybe some choice words to those who pretendquestions of life fill everyone's mindno answers to be given only false pretensethe deceased life...

Yes the truth is I'm torn I got a chance to make  Make it better than ever  You're stuck in a loop Wearing smile of disgrace It's happiness you fake You're with him but miss me Say words so divine Say we'll make it together When we start it's not the time Where do I go from here What if things change  What would you say Truth is I look deep inside Hope that my fears are lies I fear you'll stay  never come my way I wanna s...

Hold the moon in your palm.Remind yourself who you really are.See darkness in the sunshine.See brightness in the dark.Swim in life's oceans, breathe in the wild breeze.Give without expectation, venture out into the world.Be brave, set out after what you want and need.Hunger for adventure, thirst for knowledge.Be adventuresome, take a chance.Inhale deeply, exhale, let go, know what it is to be free.Adventure may hurt a bit...

A feeling or emotion Nothing without devotion Giving to the wrong Searched for, craved Fantasy or a reality Gives you hope Brings us pain Built, destroyed, built again A glory or a sin Devine like the finest wine Sworn away time and time again The gift that never quits til it fades An over used word some may say A goal or a curse There is no cure except for more Drawn only to be erased A fine line between sane or insane C...

How in the world did we get here? One moment we were kids with small problems that we deemed the biggest problems in the world, like not wanting to have a bedtime because we were "too old" for that crap. Or, not being able to get that brand new toy that every kid seems to already have meanwhile you're there stuck with old, outdated toys. Those were the small problems that we used to deem as the biggest problems. And what...

My mind is like a giant wool ball. Every time I make the effort of unravelling it, I end up with a few persistent knots I never seem able to undo. I am quite stubborn myself and I can’t help overanalysing situations when something specific is hovering around my head. And most of the time that ‘something’ is most certainly a ‘he’.You, Sir, have made me the most fortunate and unlucky girl in this frightening big blue marble...

Perhaps just the way that you said itPerhaps it was just what I heardPerhaps what you meantWas not what you saidOr I just read into your words Why must it be so confusing?Why can’t we say what we mean?Or when we doWe don’t recognize truthAnd imagine it some other way Sometimes I’m tired of listeningTo things that are said in my headIf I take face valueWhen I’m talking to you  What are chances that I’ll be misled? So promi...

I chose to say "I love you"Uncertain how you feltI chose to tell you, not so ICould keep you for myself I chose to say I love youCradled in your armsTogether, lying in your bedMy thoughts securely warm I knew then that I loved you  June breezes swirling throughYour shadeless windows openOn that morning in your room I felt the words so gentlySunlight streaming inThe fragrance of the fresh mown grassScent mixing with your s...

Sitting here once again at my favoured corner table with my back to the wall, and knowing that closing time is soon approaching and I should be leaving this place soon. Yet, I am comfortable and at ease knowing that part of the current nightmarish situation has passed, as I am now looking past those bottles that seem to stand as though on file that were killed one by one. Now looking to where the sound of a guitar is bein...

I catch my gazeIn silvered glassWatching who I seeI tilt my headFrom side to sideMaking sure it’s meIs there beauty?Hard to sayI know the face so wellReach my handTo one outstretchedFlesh meets solid coolOlive skinDark curly hairToned figure, real hipsEyes of chocolate brownDark browsFurther down, full lipsSeeing (my own?) image thereBoth blessed and lately cursedWanting to believe  And yetDon’t mirrors show reverse?

Seldom does one of these nearly write themselves, Like this one did, or one in 2002 that took ten minutes. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0… Found there is a part of me that is a mystery, that has lain there undisturbed for the longest time, with all feeling and seeming to be like flowing water as it moves to the sea like an endless symphony in harmony. Hiding buried secrets like heartache in its depths or having them lie there buried de...

I miss you today. For no apparent reason. Just because the sky is murky and grey like your favorite fleece sweater. Not because the phone hasn’t rang in months. Just because hearing it gives me a false hope you’ll be on the other end. Not because I’ve run out of milk. Just because I no longer take milk with my cereal and because I miss the mornings of waking up by your side is why I miss you today. I miss you today. For n...