THE CORNER 4 WOMEN

Tuesday 19 March 2024

SPRING EQUINOX IS HERE by Brigit Anna McNeill

"SPRING EQUINOX IS HERE"
by Brigit Anna McNeill

Spring equinox is here, a point of balance where we stand with one foot in the darkness of soil and inner worlds and another in the gold and green of leaves, buttery petals and blossom.

This can be a time where new life above the earth brings hope to the heart and can reinforce our own wants and needs to grow and bloom.

Reminding us of long held dreams that long to be made into plans.

Honour your seeds, follow natures guidance and eat dandelion leaves and flowers to support you to shift stagnancy and find something wilder and more alive within. Drink cleavers and get things flowing, eat and drink nettles and let them strengthen your bones, your courage and your energy. Let the wild, remind you of your wild.

Step towards the dance of spring and listen well to what wants to grow within you, to what wants to blossom and root into your days.

Speak to the trees, the new shoots and the returning birds singing growth into the air, speak to the soil, speak to your more than human kin, as they are the ones who remember how to grow, alchemise, compost and bloom, let them know what wants to be grown in the garden of your life and how you are going to tend to it. You never know, they may give you some wisdom when you listen and see how they live and thrive.

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• Words Brigit Anna McNeill •

• Art Tijana Lukovic

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TELL ME TOMORROW by Becky Hemsley

"TELL ME TOMORROW"
by Becky Hemsley

Don’t wait til I’m gone

And then stand up to speak

About all the things

That you loved about me

Don’t sing all my praises

Through all of your tears

When I am no longer

Beside you to hear

Don’t leave all that love

Like a secret unsaid

But tell me tomorrow

Or right now instead

And I’ll tell you too

Of the things I admire

About who you are

And how much you inspire

I’ll speak from my heart

Whilst you’re still here to know

“You are” not “you were”

Or “it used to be so”

I’ll speak of your light

Whilst you’ll still hear the words

And not leave that love

In the darkness, unheard

So tell me tomorrow

Or right now - don’t wait

Because we don’t know

When it might be too late

Because we don’t know

When our time might be up

And we need to hear - while we are here -

That we’re loved

*****

Becky Hemsley 2024

https://www.facebook.com/talkingtothewild

Beautiful artwork as usual by Lisa Aisato

‘Tell Me Tomorrow’ is a newer poem so it is not in any current collections (but if you like it, you might like ‘Letters from Life’)

BROKEN AND BRUISED by Becky Hemsley

"BROKEN AND BRUISED"
by Becky Hemsley

If a tree falls in the forest

And nobody hears it fall

They say that we could question

If it really fell at all

Yet sometimes we don’t see the sun

Or feel it on our skin

But we know that it’s still shining

And don’t question it exists

If we see a tree in winter

We could think it’s always bare

But we never doubt that one day

Brand new leaves will linger there

And when we see a fire

We don’t tell it to be cold

And it can’t stop itself burning

Just ‘cause that’s what it’s been told

Yet sometimes people tell us

Of the way we make them feel

And it niggles at our conscience

So we tell them it’s not real

“You’re just over-reacting

There’s no need to cry,” we’ll say

“You’re just so over-sensitive

It wasn’t meant that way”

But though our egos may be bruised

By all the things they’ve said

We can’t say how they’re feeling

‘Cause we’re not inside their head

See, if we’re not in the forest

Then it’s not our place to tell

The tree that’s lying broken

That it never actually fell

*****

Becky Hemsley 2022

Artwork created on Canva

'Broken and bruised' is from What the Wild Replied https://amzn.eu/d/4xNEFUy

Monday 18 March 2024

Mother's and Daughters by Joanne Boyle

"Mother's and Daughters" by Joanne Boyle

I counted your fingers

and then your toes,

as I bent down and kissed

your cute button nose.

A mother's promise was made,

as I held you tight,

that as long as I breathed,

you'd be alright.

I'd accept your decisions

whilst being your guide.

I'd be the ears,

when you were hurting inside.

I'd be your voice

when you could not speak.

I'd be your strength,

when you were weak.

A Mother and her Daughter.

An unbreakable bond.

A hidden magic,

like a magicians wand.

Brought together by blood.

Joined at the heart.

A Mother and her Daughter,

friends from the start.

*****

Joanne Boyle Heartfelt

art by Steffi Krenzek

FAIRYTALE by Becky Hemsley

"FAIRYTALE"
by Becky Hemsley

This is for the princess

Who is trapped up in the tower

You think you have no cards to play

No leverage or power

Because you’ve read the books that start

With ‘once upon a time’

And so you’re waiting

‘Til a handsome prince comes riding by

You’re hoping that your beauty

Is enough to see you through

That he will see a pretty face

And fall in love with you

Well, let me tell a secret

You see, I once thought like this

I thought that thin or pretty

Would deliver true love’s kiss

So I craved a certain number

In the clothes that I would wear

I modified my make-up

And the way I wore my hair

But it’s not quite as simple

As they make out in the books

True love is not determined

By our bodies or our looks

You see, your real beauty’s

Not wrapped up in what you weigh

Your face may bring you suitors

But it will not make them stay

What will is all your courage

And the way your heart is kind

Your spirit, your adventure

And the way you speak your mind

But none of that will matter

Until you can see your worth

The truest love you’ll ever know

Is loving yourself first

So buy your own glass slippers

And take yourself to the ball

Then sing and dance as if

Nobody else is there at all

Let others crave the beauty

That is wrapped within your soul

You’re waiting to be rescued

Just ‘cause that’s what you’ve been told

But with your heart and spirit

You don’t need anyone else

So let your hair down princess

And go and save yourself

******

Becky Hemsley 2022

Stunning artwork by June Leeloo

'Fairytale' is from What the Wild Replied

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Friday 15 March 2024

STICKS AND STONES by Becky Hemsley

"STICKS AND STONES"
by Becky Hemsley

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But words will cut me deep

They’ll keep on hurting long after

The breaks and bruises heal

Because the sticks will meet my skin,

The stones may hit my bones

But words will carve their way beneath

And make my soul their home

And this gives them the power

To control me and to win

‘Cause now I’ve words of worthlessness

From outside and within

See stones are thrown in anger

But our words are thrown in spite

And whilst they’re easier to pitch

They’re more difficult to fight

Because we cannot run away,

We cannot just unhear them,

Because their echoes resonate

Long after we are near them

And if we are not careful

Then those words become our voice

One that learns to shout the loudest

And to make the biggest noise

So do not be the reason

Someone hates their own reflection

Or thinks they are not worthy

Or deserving of affection

And when you pick your words

Weigh them awhile between your palms

Consider whether hurling them

Will heal or hurt or harm

Yes, sticks and stones may break a bone

But words can break a heart

And they can be the reason

Someone tears themselves apart

So if you wouldn’t break their bones

By throwing stones and sticks

It’s likely for the best

That some words do not leave your lips

******

Becky Hemsley 2022

Stunning artwork by Zara Muse

'Sticks and Stones' is from my second collection:

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Wednesday 13 March 2024

SHE PLAYED TITH THE BUTTERFLIES by Joanne Boyle

"SHE PLAYED TITH THE BUTTERFLIES"
by Joanne Boyle

She played with the butterflies,

beside the river banks.

Her Pappa stood there watching,

his heart was full of thanks.

He thought his world was over,

when his wife had gone away,

but she left behind the greatest gift

with an important part to play.

She kept her Daddy from sinking,

into the depths of despair.

She brought magic to the moments,

as if her mum was there.

She danced around his heart beat.

She had her mother's eyes.

She asked a million questions.

Everyday was a surprise.

She brought sunshine to his days,

and laughter to his heart.

She connected heaven and earth,

so they were never apart.

Steffi Krenzek Joanne Boyle

Heartfelt

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