Last year began as the previous one ended - quite literally and in the sense I still had vast mountain ranges to climb. It’s a metaphor we use constantly but I couldn’t think of anything more apt; anything more deceptive than a mountain peak disappearing into the clouds. A few months into the year, I … Continue reading Age 25
body heat inches apart too cold a breeze to sit outside (hands acting for our hearts) but the waterfall trickling into a basin (wholly artificial) tricked us out of winter into summer so the coats drawn about our shoulders (your smile in mine) felt like peach sunshine. Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019 Between the Trees UK … Continue reading The night we met
STRESS IS AN OPEN DOOR "She is sat at the bus stop, arms crossed, when I reach her. Her eyes lift to mine as she hears my scattered breaths and clunky steps. I see in hers a hate and kindness I cannot untangle. Necklace chains of every emotion she must have felt in the last … Continue reading The Dee Diaries #5
Small and pale, the orchid sings open in this wintry month and calls all to lay a gentle fingertip upon them, then lifts its head, its paper thin petals peeling outwards, arms wide to accept dappled sunshine melting through the hallway windows onto its down feather white cheeks, and it bares its pollen orange polka … Continue reading I will kiss
Last year was about making time to read and by the end of 2018 I had read 43 books. For me, it was a success. It also lit a fire in my belly - I wanted to read more. This year, via GoodReads, I set myself a target of reading 50 books. I read 100. … Continue reading Top Ten Books of 2019
The old me is no longer on the shelves because let’s be honest, she never existed. This is me now and this is me then; foolhardy and faerie, clumsy and pretty angry at the world and everyone in it, loved and unloved but always in love. I will bloom and I will wilt alongside the … Continue reading [BEST OF 2019] Discontinued
My eyes are puffy, my heart is swollen and beneath my skin mild creatures roam. Mild because they are small with tiny fists and feet, appearing harmless. Harmless until they take up residency in the dark, at the ends of my bones, between each muscle and nerve and they dance - Bacchic-like … Continue reading Mild Creatures
It was 5.20am and she had wondered if this would be the one good thing they could make last, as the world turned and the ground slipped quietly beneath them, and for once, she had been right; love had not bloomed but had sent roots deep into the earth to hold on tight. Poem: © … Continue reading [BEST OF 2019] Something good
The rose fell from the bush and tumbled into the grass, to wither and die like all the rest who grew too weak to remain, heads lifted up to the sun. Until it saw you, and you it; collected it, tucked it safely into the centre of your palm, found a bowl to lay it … Continue reading [BEST OF 2019] Mother Nature’s lips
I would like to forgive my body if only I knew how. Perhaps I should write a list of everything I dislike and light it with a match; watch it smoulder with eager eyes and a glass of wine. Or I should write a list of my favourite parts and scrawl them across every mirror. … Continue reading [BEST OF 2019] Forgiveness
