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

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Poetry – Life’s inspiration

This is one of the first poems that i ever heard and i instantly fell in love.

Self pity

I never saw a wild thing

sorry for itself.

a small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself

– DH Lwarence

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Photo credit: starmerallengentleman instagram

Travel whilst pregnant 

Being 22 weekend pregnant my husband and I decided we would take the opportunity to go on a baby-moon which is essentially a holiday whilst pregnant to just be a happy couple and have a bit of us time.

When me and Andrew first got together we went to Venice for our first holiday and it was great although we stayed in a hostel so wasn’t as romantic as it could have been so we decided to go again but this time stay in a hotel. It was much better. We stayed for 4 days 3 nights and really enjoyed it

Before we set off I made sure the travel insurance we purchased covered us should something happen involving my pregnancy and photocopied my pregnancy notes. I even bought flight socks which as I’ve never used any before I can say they are actually surprisingly comfy and my legs didn’t feel quite as “heavy”.

Whilst away I had growing pains once a day for about half an hour and Henry had a growth spurt or more accurately I did. I woke up the day after getting there and my stomach seemed to have sprung out of nowhere but apparently that’s a thing that happens…. Something else which provided entertainment is it was whilst away on this romantic getaway my breasts decided to start leaking clear fluid… Why is pregnancy so God damn sexy!

Packing was a bit hit and miss I wish I had brought lip balm and a different moisturiser for my stomach. It was that cold being January and all, I didn’t wear any of the nice clothes I packed and ended up wearing as many layers as possible and my coat the entire time!

Andrew was really patient with me which was amazing he didn’t rush me and constantly reminded me to go and pee before we left anywhere. Was always there to rub my back when Henry decided to push or pull or whatever it is he has been doing on the inside. So all in all it has been an amazing and very enjoyable trip. I just need a holiday now to recover from this holiday ha ha 😂

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I am a flake

I am a flake. I am here and there and every where and no where all at once. I have a very short attention span and when I love something I put my everything into it…until I get bored and then I put my heart into something else and then get bored.

Like blogging. I love it, then as soon as it becomes a hassle to do it, I stop. I do it with everything in life apart from actual people which is good. I go from buying everything to buying nothing and wanting to get out of the whole capitalism thing that plagues our every decision. To diet and lose weight to embracing my womanly curves. To wanting to change jobs to loving my job.

I’m a contradiction and a hypocritical loser. The things I genuinely do love I come back to time and time again which is a good sign that’s its not all a complete loss. I am also very pleased that my husband knows I am a flake and can talk some sense into me when I am just about to sign up to some class that I have to pay for in advance or something that requires a commitment that he knows I will never keep. I don’t do it on purpose and most of the time, at the beginning of one of my hair brained idea’s I am truly convinced that this time it will be different.

It’s a bit of a love, hate relationship I have with my flakiness as when I have found something I am truly passionate and I put all of my effort into and then I get bored, get distressed at life and then fall back In love with something else. My dad is exactly the same. The amount of diy projects he has started and given up on. The amount of collections he has started and given up on…

Life is one crazy rollercoaster thing that I still don’t quite understand my place in yet…

Anyway hope you have a great day =)

Love Mrs Flakey xxx

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