By Dawn Illsley
I’m trapped by my design
I’m programmed to retreat,
Into the caverns of my mind,
I regress, in defeat.
My time drawing near.
When I look out my window
I see the world I’ve come to fear.
That branch on the tree
Seems frail like me,
It could break
At any moment
The world is different now
It’s a foreign place,
There is nothing left I know
I’m trapped here in this space.
There was a time
I was brave,
But not now,
I’m not sure
When to hide,
When to duck,
What to think.
The time has come
I’m ready now,
Please let me go,
I feel peace.
With my guns drawn
to meet my fate.
By Dawn Illsley
Roaring wind lulls me to another place.
Quiet breathing in the margins of my mind.
Pressing thoughts, bossy and demanding,
yank me from my reprieve to reality.
There’s a call for spring outside the window.
An urgent call from a little bird whose hungry.
Then out comes the sun, like a little answered prayer.
The light creeps across the room,
Warming the spot on the floor,
Soon to be occupied
By a little furry beast,
Desperate for warmth.
On the windowsill,
The pink blooms are dried up,
Not the end,
But it seems hopeful for more.
In disguise by Dawn Illsley
A smile painted on my face,
With lipstick too red for my taste.
Veiled hope in disguise,
A shroud worn to disguise.
Rose by Dawn Illsley
Weathered and worn,
Tired and torn.
She waits for time to end.
How can it be that she doesn’t see how time can drag and bend?
When you can’t remember your own name,
and everyone looks the same.
Today was a grand day for gallavanting. Sunny and hot. I slept in and landed at Rebecca’s Restaurant at 1300. My favorite destination for lunch in Mahone Bay. The menu is always refreshing. I had Sweet Potato soup, Shrimp and mushroom Risotto cakes with a side salad and for dessert traditional Nova Scotia Strawberry Shortcake. It was made with the best tea biscuit I’ve had since my grandmother’s for sure. The new location is brillant. On Edgewater Street, it has loads of parking and seating.
Right Next door there is a newly opened shop, called Sprig Apothecary, it literally had at all my favourite things for sale. Succulents, lotions, beautifying products, and pretty little pots. So I added a little succulent to my growing indoor garden and some beauty products to pamper myself. It was fun, like a day at the spa, my style.
Down the way I stopped at Have A Yarn, and found some new color ways. It’s a new company RavensWood Fibre Co. A local company!
Another new shop on Main is a sweet little interior design shop. Here Nor There. I picked up a seagrass basket, and a macrama plant holder. The plant holder I’ve been ages waiting for and it’s perfect.
I dropped in to Birdsall-Worthington Pottery for a gander and found beautiful hand made earrings.
Finally ended up at Peacocks Antiques and found some awesome vintage clothing, stay tuned for those outfits. Including a perfect birthday dress for July.
Story time…The first time I had a churro I was in Rome. A street vendor happily served up this delicious fried pastry at a green space beside the ruins of the Roman Forum. It was a beautiful sunny day, a holiday for the natives. Quite a backdrop for my first experience. I tasted it and was totally in love. That trip woke up the food adventurer in me. From there I had pizza topped with anchovies and black olives in a Venice take away. In Florence I tried my luck with squid and octopus, served by an Asian waitress who didn’t quite know what to make of my exuberance. Today I’m grateful for that experience, traveling abroad has a different vibe now for me. With terrorist threats and decreased mobility across borders. It’s not the same freeing experience.
Love your neighbor, try adventure!
So I’ve been listening to some fabulous podcasts in the new year. A good friend M got me hooked. I’ve found Lore, about folklore. So awesome for a history nerd like me. I’m a fan of true crime and forensic evidence, so Detective is fascinating. Someone knows something is keeping me on the edge of my seat. My New Years resolutions are getting kicked in the butt by The Minimalists. These guys are so inspiring!!!
I went from this x 3…
A mess of yarn and books to this..
I like seeing the yarn. Before I had a mess of colours and weights in plastic bins.