Battling On

…because what else is a girl to do?

Menu

  • Poetry & Prose
  • Observations
  • Recent
  • About me
    • Contact me
    • Professional Me…
    • Review Policy
  • Blognonymous

Poetry & Prose

Balloons

The balloons still litter the floor, an ostentatious carpet of celebration. The helium struggles to keep the ‘1’ and the ‘8’ bobbing hopefully, a memory of a perfect day. Helen can’t bring herself to clear them. Every day she notes

Paula Battle March 6, 2018April 6, 2018 All, Poetry & Prose No Comments Read more

4am

Don’t let four fool you with his desperate truths, Trust not his whispers, fuelled by darkness and shame, Lie still, Eyes scanning the shadows, and wait for Seven’s sense.

Paula Battle March 2, 2018March 2, 2018 All, Poetry & Prose No Comments Read more

Choose

Choose now. Choose action. Choose love, loyalty and friendship. Choose to say what you mean and choose to mean what you say. Choose to fight. Choose them, choose us. Choose the right to disagree without being a dick, and if

Paula Battle March 2, 2018March 2, 2018 All, Poetry & Prose No Comments Read more

Mirrors

Our children mirror our best And our worst.   We reflect in their glories Adjust focus when they fail   Through this lens we learn the whys of who we are See the reasons we chose the paths we trod

Paula Battle March 2, 2018March 2, 2018 All, Poetry & Prose No Comments Read more

Cold

Summer wasn’t meant to be this way. Summer was meant to be about feeling the sun on your face, lifting your chin to let it filter down your body, enveloping you in a cocoon of gold.

Paula December 9, 2017March 2, 2018 All, Poetry & Prose, Writing Read more

Trust

On motherhood, middle-age and stuff…

Paula's Blog January 8, 2016March 2, 2018 All, Poetry, Poetry & Prose No Comments Read more

A love letter

Dear Teacher, You know that moment at parents’ evening when you look up from your register and clock me sitting, waiting, trying to peer around the pushy parents stood directly in front of me who are determined to see you

Paula's Blog October 27, 2015March 2, 2018 children, Poetry & Prose, school 2 Comments Read more

10 bad eggs….

“Open the door Emma, my key won’t bloody work…” “Em! I know you’re in there – c’mon, it’s pissing down out here!” “Jesus Christ woman, what is this?! I’ve just got off an eight hour flight, I don’t need this

Paula July 22, 2010March 2, 2018 Poetry & Prose, WIP, Writing 33 Comments Read more

Social stuff:

Have a good look around:

Subscribe here!

What's your email?:

Copyright © 2019 Battling On. Powered by WordPress. Theme: Spacious by ThemeGrill.
  • Contact me