Today I am Lady Macbeth For there is villainy in my housewifery. A desire for raw cleanliness: A house, preternaturally starched, White, blank, void. Ghosts flapping wildly outside, But fresh. And now you. Jammy little hands and molton eyes. Crayon … Continued
Author: Francesca Keayes
I am a teacher and mother of two small children. Motherhood has brought both challenges and wonder to my life. Through MeWe, I have used poetry to address more the challenges faced, particularly the loneliness experienced in a difficult relationship whilst trying to maintain a sense of self. It is said that all art offers a form of catharsis; my poems have not really provided me with this. Sometimes they make painful reading for me but they have helped to catalogue moments in my life which have shaped me and are continuing to shape me.
I fear myself Twitching minutes Cuckold my day A red faced mass Of tears and needs Rages in a corner Me, an eaten soul Mind echoing incoherently A knawing passion and Yearning for sleep I am an empty ship I … Continued