Freeing the modern day slave

Stressed-manBody can’t take it,
in a state,
stressed to the max,
gunna be late,
debts to pay,
I give her a wave,
gotta run honey
I’m a modern day slave

TrafficI sit in traffic
Inching along
Turn on the radio
play my favourite song
I try to relax, unwind a bit
Why do I feel
so much like shit?

The-PillBoss is angry, late again
Please give me a pill
To numb my pain
Can’t wait ‘till 5
Wishing my day away
Want to feel real
Want to feel alive

Driving-in-rainDriving home is a drudge
It’s starting to rain
Can things get any worse?
Slam my horn
Scream in vain
Why is this happening?
Am I going insane?

Man-with-signLook out my window
Take my mind off for a while
Who is that old man
Giving me a smile?
He’s holding a sign
For me to spy
Words jump out
To strike my eye

We-are-OneSo sorry you feel
The way you do
I’m hurting inside
‘cause I’m another you
Slow your mind
Live in the moment
Allow some release
Of your inner torment

SurrenderThe traffic has stopped
Lights are red
I can’t get that sign
Outta my head
I sit and breathe
I try to remember
How I got here
When did I surrender?

The-boy-inside-meI search my soul
For a shred of evidence
Was there ever a time
This made sense?
Back I go to long gone days
To my childhood kicks
And my silly ways

Feet-on-grassI used to dance and sing
And be so full of love
The grass at my feet
Sunshine above
I ask myself as I recall
Why did I change
Why did I fall?

Drowning-manThen it struck so hard
I nearly crashed my car
The child’s still inside
Waiting to star
But he’s buried so deep
In quicksand & tar

SuburbiaMy task for tonight
As I pull into my drive
Let the child out
So I can feel more alive
Run from the car
Smile in my heart
It’s a small change,
But oh what a start

Free-HugsI whoop & I holla
Wife thinks I’m mad
Children are smiling
They’re so so glad
Daddy is home
It’s time to play
I hold them tight
I have something to say

Hidden-manI realized today
My pain is not real
I’d just forgotten to love
Forgotten to feel
I was scared you see
Deep inside
So I chose to run
I chose to hide

Release-the-childNo more will I cower
From the man’s wicked way
I’m setting him free
As of today
You see my stress & pain
Are all an illusion
Release your child
That’s the solution

Kid-in-fountainSing in the shower
Spin on my heels
Hold someone tight
See how it feels
Discard the misery
I wore like a glove
Set myself free
‘Cause it’s all about love


Join with me, let’s dance………Ode to the Dance

Espresso – My top 3 lessons from my first week as a writer.



I sit here in restless repose forcing myself to relax. Mind aflutter, new venture afoot; uncertainty over my standing. In my heart the path is right. But that demon called fear casts a shadow before me.

I reflect upon the week of boldness I have just completed. There are lessons I’ve learned along the way, important reminders to guide my journey. Initial thoughts are important thoughts I tell myself as I struggle with my focus. Why is that I ask? Surely the lessons grow stronger with time, with greater experience? So I sit and contemplate why I feel this way.

Then I realize that these initial thoughts are like espresso, the initial injection in coffee each morning. That first rush after waking as you consider the long day stretched out ahead. You know that the cup you hold in your hand will not get you to the end. But that is not its purpose. It is merely a trigger, a start, a prompt to get you on your way. The espresso is the part that adds the most flavour, it’s the essence you might say. You might water it down or add milky foam, but underneath it all the espresso stays true.

I know it has only been a few days on this journey of mine but I realize that my initial thoughts are my espresso, my kick start to each new day as I beat back fear and hold on tight and let providence take me away.

So here for the record are my Top 3 espresso moments over the past few days:


1: LOVESmall-espresso_thumbnail

If you need to write, write with love in your heart, not fear. Love flows like the blood in your veins, infusing your body and feeding your soul. Fear constricts like an ill-fitting shirt. You fiddle and fidget and come up dry. So write I say and do it with love. Let your words flow like blood pumped directly from your heart.


2: PERSISTENCESmall-espresso_thumbnail

Persistence dear friend is an honorable quality. If you want to write you need it in spades. Minute after minute, moments at a time, write those words every single day. Write when you’re writing and even when you’re not. Keep the words flowing until there is nothing else. Fall into them, breath them and eat them whole. Let them sustain you and inspire you and nourish your soul. For they will as long as you persist.


3: GUIDANCESmall-espresso_thumbnail

Realize the truth as you sit alone in your chair. No one else is around, nobody is there. But the truth is illusory I have come to discover. For out there all around are plenty of others. They struggle and fear as much as you. So reach out to them, be one with them and they’ll help you through. Guides are aplenty in this technological age and the help you seek lies within a click on the page.

Now I can’t claim the above for myself. There are so many people that have inspired and helped. My experiences are my own and I know one thing for certain. Everyone I’ve met and everyone I’ve read contain all three of the above attributes. So in many respects I owe thanks to all of you out there in cyberland. To the full time and the part time, to those that think and those that encourage, to the support networks and to you sitting there reading this right now, I thank you. I thank you all. But there are three individuals who have impacted me greatly over the past few days as I tentatively tread this path I’ve laid. I’d like to acknowledge them here if I may.

For the lesson of writing with LOVE there is one that has touched me. It is there to read in every word she writes. So thank you Lesley Sky from the bottom of my heart. Your words and your encouragement are things that I will always cherish.

For the lesson of PERSISTENCE one person stands out. So thank you Ronovan for all that you do. Thank you for your courage and honesty, your caring and creativity and for your amazing persistence and perseverance. You are a champion bloke and your blog is an inspiration.

For the lesson of GUIDANCE there are many that have shone lights to help me find my way, including Lesley & Ronovan. However, in my unique experiences over the past few days one guide stood out and touched me deeply. So thank you Joe Bunting for all that you do and to the team at The Write Practice for the support you provide. If you have not yet experienced it I cannot recommend highly enough Joe’s guide entitled 14 prompts. It is beautifully written, it touched me deeply and has made my first week so much easier.

As I sip on my coffee and read my thoughts I smile to myself, I’m no longer out of sorts. So thank you dear espresso for kick starting my day, I’m off and running again, I’m on my way. Time to end this post I’m sorry to say. You see I’ve got a book to write, so get outta my way!  #amwriting

Thank you providence for guiding me to this point in my life, my gratitude is boundless.

Until next time my friends. More from the world of Science Fiction and science fact to come within the next few days. Stay tuned.

In deepest gratitude,