Writing From The Heart – goodbye, my young friend

If you’ve lost a close friend or family member to cancer, this poem of mine may resonate with you. I wrote it about our beautiful 37-year-old cancer group member who passed away in 2017, leaving behind an 8-year-old daughter.

My language is rude as usual, but this time I don’t apologise other than asterisking out the rudest words. I was angry, as we all are at such a cruel curtailment of a young life.

Writing From The Heart: goodbye, my young friend

RIP Deb, whose favourite colour was blue.


Who knows when your number’s up.
Three score years and ten, and then? [Read more…]

Insidious B*sterds – Writing From The Heart

For this episode of Writing From The Heart please welcome plain English poet Inappropriate Grahame, from Rugby (where the game originated), England. I had the pleasure of meeting Grahame when we were in the famous Hunt’s Bookshop in central Rugby a few weeks ago and I was hugely impressed by both him and his poems. Here is one he wrote recently, describing his thoughts about the USA today. Some strong language, but I have asterisked accordingly for our more sensitive readers…

Poem about an Englishman's view of the USA today

Inappropriate Grahame, Plain English Poet


By Inappropriate Grahame

Look at those people on American TV
they’re twice the size of what humans should be.
With their storage containers, bulging with sh*te
bidding on bunkum night after night.

Pimping their rides to their diners and dives
supersize, uber sized husbands and wives
pistols protruding from four XL trousers [Read more…]

COLD: Writing From The Heart

This post in our series, “Writing from the heart,” is a dark and disturbing piece that rang many bells for me about a family relationship, and made my heart go out to this talented newcomer to freelance writing from Westchester, New York, USA. Please welcome Jen Persichetti…Sz.

COLD - writing from the heart

“The person who gave me life murdered my soul.”


By Jen Persichetti

Because of you I am dead behind the eyes
Because of you I am afraid of happiness, and even hold guilt for it [Read more…]

Before I Was A Mom – Writing From The Heart

In this new series, “writing from the heart,” we look at writing that connects us with emotions and feelings and shares those through words, in a way that no other form of communication can.

We start with this lovely piece about being a mother, sent to me by my cousin Alyson from Ottawa, Canada. The original author is unknown.

Before I Was A Mom

poem about being a Mom

Before I was a Mom I had never been puked on, pooped on, spat on, chewed on, peed on.

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How to write from the heart

The way this story is written – and the true story those words tell – is a superb example of simple, unfancy writing that gets straight to your emotional core.

What do you think of it? Does it stir your soul with its direct, factual representation of a heartfelt love story between a man and a bird? My thanks to my cousin Janet M. for spotting this while it has been doing its rounds on the internet, and sharing it with me…

Freedom and Jeff, by Jeff Guidry

medium_3683073458Freedom and I have been together 11 years this summer. She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken wings. Her left wing doesn’t open all the way even after surgery, it was broken in 4 places. She’s my baby… [Read more…]