Yesterday

I caught a star 

With my burning fist

And left my handprint on it

I crash-landed on the clouds 

I bounced back

Bounced back I

Shot a star with my mouth

I juggled Pluto

I breathed on Neptune

I grew a farm on Saturn

I named all the planets that

I was first to visit

Pierced them with flags of my face

Stamped them with my fingerprints

I was the fi...

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It’s been 18 months since my stroke. I have improved so much but life still has many challenges everyday. I am still developing my writing using assisted technology. 

I had a stroke

I am not a stroke victim

I am not a stroke survivor 

I am me

I am a writer

I can’t hold a pen

It’s hard to tell my story

I will know when

I am proud

It doesn’t stand in...

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I think that you are quite unique,

From ear to ear, then down to feet

Sat atop your mind you speak,

Sometimes funny, sometimes sweet

Lots of people seem the same,

They live their lives and play their games

Now and then they use their brains

But not too often, ain't that insane?

You are you and that's what matters

So ignore, the chitter chatter

Small minded t...

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Learning to love yourself is gruelling. Every flaw, every mistake, every quirk. Only us ourselves know how characteristically flawed we truly are. So we hide. Hide behind make up, clothes and materials.

Social media enables us to create an ideology of the person we think we are, the person we want to be. But in the midst of the night we lie awake contemplating ourselves. Questioning our choices...

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God has given us one face,
he has given us something great
that we take advantage of each day.

Our face is a work of art
each so similar,
yet different in many ways.

Each work of art he's created
is a beauty that only few notice
and is something that we hardly see
In our own selves.

God has given each of us a gift beauty,
yet that's not the way we see it.
We judge and critize our...

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TAT

Each tattoo tells a story in ink to its owner, not just as a picture. Men in the pub ask me on them, what they mean, who did them and why? Different types of needle work, colours and styles all combined together to create my masterpieces. Thousands of pounds spent on permanent designs upon my body. From my favourite band The Gathering, they've not heard of them. As I never d...

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