A good night’s sleep

I don’t always get a good night sleep. I can be too cold, too hot, too awake…or pushed into anatomically impossible positions by two adorable cats that take up a disproportionate amount of blanket real estate. And then, of course, is the sleep itself. I have become a very light sleeper and often have ‘busyContinue reading “A good night’s sleep”


The following poem is one from the archive, I wrote it one morning on my commute to work. The night before I’d had a dream, and the only fragments I could remember where sensations like running, having mist swirl about me and a liberating feeling of soaring/falling. Falling The soft edges of my vision slowlyContinue reading “Dreamscapes”