Tuesday, 24 February 2015

The Only Home I know


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Dusty doorways, hid from view.
Sheltering under starry skies.
Wrapped in thrown out blankets,
found in the trash.
Looking in dustbins, for scraps of food
This is far from the life I led.

Far from the opulent heady days
Those days when a warm bed
and being fed, were overrated and understated.

When mass media was my daily bread.

But here I am know destitute,past refute 
Rebutted and undone.
Nights of abuse, misused by lost youth
Frozen most nights, fearful thoughts

Longing for the great life I once led.
And I watch each passing stranger.
Hoping that one will be my saviour
Lifting me from daily danger.
Giving, me a chance to sleep
And return to the life I once led 
Happily sleeping in a nice warm bed.


Copyright © 2014 Deborah M. Hodgetts 

Monday, 2 February 2015

Happy smiles to you all!

Dear Followers, Friends and visitors,

Just letting you know that I'm still here!

Wishing you all bucket loads of happiness, joy and abundance. 

Life is a magical journey, and sometimes you just have to take your seat and enjoy the ride!

I have now successfully found a lovely shop to stock my cards, and I'm working on more designs as we speak.

My web site will be springing up in March, and you will be able to purchase the cards direct from the site, along with my forth coming publications.

I promise that you will have new poetry here very soon.

Any way I must disappear again, and get back to writing new poems to share here!

Love, happiness and smiles to you all xx

Deborah H xx