Poetry – Beginning

For loss of better starts, a beginning is indeed the first to start.
But what is the beginning?
Is the beginning a thought, a spark, an idea.
When does it go from any other useless thought to a key and true eureka moment?
When can you justify a complete and sure start?
How can you tell if it is the perfect time or in fact you are already too late? People no matter, who, where or why never really know what they’re doing and that is the beauty.
Never ever question what you feel. As there will never be a clear and exact moment that’s definitely right.

You’ll just have to jump.

Hjsa

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Poetry – Content

Blue skies framed perfectly in my window.
My rainbow crystal catching the sun in such a way i’ve got my very own light show.
High up here on the 16th floor, birds flying past, white clouds, it’s fine weather.
Wrapped up in my blanket warm and content.
I wish all morning were like this, nowhere to go, in the great hurry this is rare when you live in a city.

Hjsa

My expanding lumps and bumps

Being pregnant, expansion of your lady lumps is understandable and is predictable. You have probably heard that when your skin is stretching over your growing bump it becomes dry and itchy… I’m 22 weeks pregnant and i wasn’t expecting to be quite as big as i am. Totally gutted i didn’t take measurements of my stomach at the beginning of my pregnancy, I’m all front thankfully so up to now all my ‘weight’ gain is in the front. I did do a fitness update somewhere in a notebook about a month before getting pregnant soooo kinda need to look for that when i have a spare ounce of effort.

Anyway along with my growing stomach and breasts i have experienced said itching and the uncomfortable tightness of my skin stretching and here are the products I’ve been using to try and combat it. Now i HATE the feel of creams/oils/lotions on any part of my body apart from my lower legs, hands and face. Makes me feel icky and i’m yet to experience the so called ‘sinks straight’ in feeling most stuff advertises. These 3 potions are the only ones i can bare to use and for different reasons!

The Palmer’s smells so sweet, its kind of over bearing but i cope with it as its got vitamin E and my skin feels really supple a few hours after application. Its quite thick so does take a while to sink into my skin. But i have heard good reviews about it from other mums and I’ve already bought it, waste not want not etc…

Maternity Stretch mark oil spray goes on quite warm which is a bonus, nothing worse than rubbing freezing cold stuff all over your stomach when you have just got out of bed or about to go to bed. It doesn’t really smell of much and is the least icky on my skin. I normally spray it into my hands first and then rub it onto my stomach.

The Body shop body butter doesn’t claim to help stretch marks in anyway but i love the smell, it reduces the itching and i feel i can use this all over with out the risk of slipping on the wooden flooring and ending up in the kitchen. Its a quite thick on and clogs your skin a little bit if you put more than one application on in a day, as in its like you haven’t exfoliated your skin in a month….

 

My own poetry reviews

wpid-wp-1447377915446.jpgI have been writing poetry for some time now and it’s something I love doing.

Although I have been doing it for years this is the first time I’ve put it out there online.

I have come to the conclusion I cannot hope to get better without fair and just reviews.

If you read my poetry, first of all thank you. I hope you enjoyed it, but also please feel free to tell me why you did or didn’t like it. Only then can I hope to improve.

Thank you very much in advance.

Hjsa

Poetry – Pain

Pain is a funny thing that everyone encounters

Emotional

Physical

Both hard to deal with and yet both completely different.

The gauze that hangs over everything. The bleakness…..grey, damp, cold, lonely.

When lulled into a false sense of security, pain creeps up and stabs you in the heart and stomach slowly pulling you apart.

You can cry until there are no more tears, fall asleep and find courage in the blankness of sleep, ready to go through it all again tomorrow.

The wort part isn’t the excruciating pulling its the nothingness, the numbness, no feeling.

The worst pain is no pain at all

HJSA

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