Kirstie Sivapalan
A Winter Solstice Prayer for the sick Winter Solstice dawn 22 December 2021 Let me streak the sky gold with my fingers thenBreathe in its frosted kiss to quench my lungs.Let the brightening Sun soak through my skinAnd Light be all throughout reflected, returning the forces that nourish my frame.Yet, let the cool of the… Continue reading Return of the Sun
Image reads: Mission 2021: If my liberty means the incarceration of others, I am not free. If my prosperity means the poverty of others, I have no riches. If my success means the failure of others, I have not achieved. If my wellbeing means the sickness of others, I cannot heal. Until we are all… Continue reading Mission 2021
Back without any demand whatsoever, it's the Angel Squad featuring Mikey and Cam. Please note that angels are not particularly left-wing as that would mean they would perpetually fly in circles not getting anything done. (Obvi) Also they are unlikely to speak like actors who have escaped from a Guy Richie film so, and I… Continue reading Angel Squad 2: Whack-a-mole
Without realising I seem to have been preparing my second poetry collection. I haven't published my first yet but all the advice I have read or heard about writing encourages us to keep going and keep creating. The theme of my second collection will be Hope, following on from the first, Crisis. This poem, written… Continue reading Our Hopes for You
It hurts to move, to disappoint the ones you love I am with you. There is pain in your eyes, as you leave your friends behind I am with you. There is a lump in your throat, as you watch it fade away I am with you. There is hope in your heart that it will… Continue reading Life as of 31st January 2020 (I am with you)
I wonder if it is born from Death – hope? Decay that falls back into the deepStripped down to whirring electrons, to the echo of life before retaining one thing, and is that thing – hope? not the seed but the thought of the seed,the breath, no the mere idea of the breathof its existence, and… Continue reading Hope’s Spring
A poem about perspective For video version (5 min long) please visit my YouTube channel, click here Which number are you? This poem, in the form of classical storytelling, was created in a response to the political climate, especially the UK, where discourse involving different perspectives has been overthrown in favour of zero-sum warring sides of… Continue reading A Story by Numbers
For the Youtube version please click here. My latest poem, below, which follows on from my most recent post, is a reflection on the messages we receive every day about who we should be and what we should value - money, fame, power, success. All of these messages, and the constant bombardment of such, can… Continue reading Your beauty radiates.
No poem or funny story for you. Just some thoughts and a plan... It's been a difficult week Less By Thursday the combination of the confirmation of that individual as leader of the Conservative Party, which supposedly makes him my PM, the way above average or even peak temperature that day and M.E symptoms were… Continue reading Only love
When the world becomes a Monty Python sketch... I tried my hand at comedy writing this morning. I was actually in the most opposite of moods after hearing about, sorry I can't even say his name, that bloke over there who somehow is in charge of the USA, the appalling and horrifying bile-dripping, hate inciting… Continue reading Angel Squad: Angel Management Services starring ‘Mikey’ and ‘Cam’
Writing and M.E. 