Soul Writer

Emotions

  • Things let go of us.

    Summer sun Is clinging on.  As I walked today, Saturday In October.  Summer heat. Summer light.  Summer weather.  Autumn date code.  Summer, hanging on In heat Clues of autumn happening slow Colder mornings Darker nights Sky with deeper hues of… Continue reading

  • Remembering Who You Truly Are.

    On a bright cool Tuesday afternoon , in 1994, I sat in Leicester Odeon cinema, watching an animated film that had held me since the very first note, chord and voicing. I was 16 and holding in the blubbing tears… Continue reading

  • The Empty Field

    I Stood.Feet on the floor. Perilous. Before me. The Empty Field. Brown. Dirty. Barren.  The wheat had goneIts whispy movementA memory echo of a beautiful summer.  I pined its lossFor weeks. Complaining thereWas nothing to seeAt sunset. Except clouds.  Empty. Empty field. I stoodYet. Now. This moment. This evening.  Tears… Continue reading

  • Your Soul is never not Beautiful.

    Your Soul is never not beautifulExcept in the carcass thoughts of a fractured mindThat cant bear to be seenFrom the outside, or from within.For what it is. Your soul is never not beautifulFor she dances in puddles in red welly… Continue reading

  • Take what you Need (18/06/26)

    I wrote these 25 random sentences today.  As heart and soul dumps on Substack, some of which started in my journal today.  Take what you need.  Being Grateful for your heart , and your mind, helps with noticing that you… Continue reading

  • The Dice.

    The Gods throw the dice and how do you respond?When numbers don’t fall your wayHow do you respond When the numbers fall outside the linesOf what you thought.Of what you controlled.Of what you planned. Because. The Gods don’t care. The… Continue reading

    The Dice.