Kirstie Sivapalan
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 see with my heart I see your love, your pain The time you won that award The time you scored that goal I see how you struggled, to love, again I see your care, consideration, your sense of fair play I see how you wanted to be something different but found another path, that… Continue reading I see with Love
Hello my dear, it's been too long What have you been up to? Well, this year I fell apart. A breakdown. How about you? I felt like I couldn't go on The kids, work, that neighbour from hell I know what you mean hon, I've had it tough as well It's exam year this year… Continue reading Two friends catching up over coffee
Sadness is the colour blue. That shade of midnight. When the Sun has gone as deep as it can go and the faintest stars blaze like the strongest suns. Happiness is Yellow. Bright buttercup yellow. Like the swimming costume I wore when I was five playing in our paddling pool keeping cool in the heatwave… Continue reading Sadness is the colour blue
I have decided to have a social media cleanse. One morning this week I found myself scrolling through my Facebook newsfeed and in a moment of clarity realised that I had no conscious clue how I had got there. I stopped, closed the app and went about my chores for the day seemingly productively distracted.… Continue reading Social Re-Construction
I am waiting to head home after a rather wonderful day trip to York catching up with two dear school friends. We have been climbing our respective mountains for a number of years and I lost touch with them in my teens. But with the vast powers of social networking coupled with some universal design… Continue reading The Power of Three
Writing and M.E. 