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First 1000 Words

So, I’ve started to write ‘the book’…I know lots of you out there are going through the same thing, or indeed have already made it through to the other side of this vastly daunting, yet hugely rewarding experience. However, after a few stop-starts, I have made the first 1000 word hurdle.

Sure, it may sound pretty insignificant in the grand old scheme of things, but, I feel immensely proud. Firstly, because I have persisted even when I have sat here night on end blankly staring at the screen, willing my creative mind to explode onto the keyboard and propel my fingertips over the keys. But slowly, it’s coming, and with that, confidence and my self-belief is growing the more I see flourish on the page in front of me.

Secondly I wanted to share. To celebrate, to inspire and motivate.

Here’s to the next umpteen thousand words! Eeek!

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Reflection | Random Experimental Poetry & Fiction

Standing at the top of the mountain I can see far beyond the horizon, I can see my past and future, all across infinity, the paths I chose, the paths I left behind and the paths I have yet to walk.

The cool softness of the wind, spirals up and seduces my skin, reminding me of my existence and bringing me back to now. I am here. Looking out to the East I see the Sun rising slowly and effortlessly up through the vast pale blue sky.

My memories are out there, thousands of miles into the distance, hidden amongst the mountains and streams and even the clouds above. Resonating. Everything around me in this moment, is me. I am in the moment.

Holding out my hand, I offer my heart. I can feel the pull of the energy forming, creating. In a burst of sunlight through the clouds, my heart is gone. Taken by the past. Out there, in the great beyond, amongst the shadows and the dark my heart starts its work.

Closing my eyes, I slow my breath. Void of feeling I clear my mind. And I am given sight of something new. The Sun is now hidden, my face is cool, and now wet as delicate rain drops spit spatter onto my forehead and cheeks. Refreshing and revitalizing. I am being reborn through nature.

I am being given a new heart. I feel the beat within me, the knowledge that I am once again alive.

Opening my eyes, the rain stops. I look out to the horizon, now covered in haze. The past now concealed. I turn away and start my journey back down the mountain. I am ready to start again. I am free.

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The White Meadow | A Poem

She runs, in the sun, and on through the White Meadow

Chasing her future, the past now an echo

Solace is sought from the past days gone by

As she leaps through the Meadow and up to the sky.

Reaching the river, where the water flows on,

She skips over the rocks, and in moments she’s gone.

She’s at one with Nature, and sets herself free,

Heading towards who she needs to be.

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In Momento Temporis

Hold me to your chest

Let your heartbeat do the rest

I just want to hear you live

You have so much more to give

Let me feel the warmth of skin

Hear the breath come from within

And then I’ll know that it’s ok

I got you here for one more day.

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