Tin Horse

A horse
made of tin
lay baking
in the sun
beside the outhouse,
mama’s wine glass
resting on the gravel
where she left it last
rocks
glistened in the heat
my eyes sore
from the lemon-grass trees
pine needles prick
the back of my feet
my nostrils flare with dust
black sheep
and
red dog licking at my feet
all around
baron
carcasses
dry
blend with dirt
like roots to the earth,
crows to pick their bones
Papas skin
burnt
sleep he does not know
Hummingbirds
call to the blue bells bush,
The horizon beacons across
the remote
like western light touching
the window pane,
in quiet isolation
This is where I call home.

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Holidays In Tasmania 

  I haven’t been around on WordPress as much as usual this week. I have been away on holidays, visiting family in Tasmania. Having a wonderful time, from food festivals to wineries and lots of family fun. 

Tasmania is a beautiful state. Great food, wine, quaint houses and stunning scenery. The weather is a lot cooler here though, but makes for a nice change.
Loving the simple things in life! 

Jen xxx

My Darling, I’ll Forever Wait For You.

This poem, lies close to my heart. Even as I write this, tears fall down my cheeks.

This is a part of me, an honest and true feeling of dealing with infertility and the heartbreak that comes with it.

To my daughter, my love.

I lie in waiting,
In hopeless sleep,
In nightmares and screams,
In tears and falling leaves,
In fear of never meeting you,
Of living my life without you,
I dream of your little fingers, wrapped in my own,
Of green eyes and blonde curls,
Talcum powder and milky breath,
And in my fear,
I forget myself,
I lose my way,
The days are always clouded,
The skies forever grey,
The rain drips down on my face,
In cold shallow wake,
And in all of this heartache and longing,
My heart I know is true,
You are my destiny,
Destined to be,
My darling, I’ll forever wait for you.

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I’m Forever Grateful

I live in one of the most beautiful places in the world, I’ve traveled to amazing places, Seen some different things, I’m greeted by the happy face of my daughter, I work, I write, I study I am always busy, … Continue reading