My Wordly Wealth

Heather Williamson

Poetry on roots, love, life and faith

Category: Poetry

  • Fool

    Low mood in winter is not an uncommon experience, but I am always taken by surprise when I realise that yet again that is what I have been experiencing. Troublesome or oppressive thoughts, or obsessions seem to go hand in hand for me with seasonal affective disorder. Hoping that the forecast sunshine this week brings… Read.

  • The weight of waiting

    Under the weight of waitingI am hanging onThe world spins Off kilterAnd I realiseA moment too lateAs I crash to the groundThat I was Holding my breath Read.

  • A Walk In The Park

    This not quite spring morningOf birdsongCrisp air and Long-shadowed lovelinessRippling streams andCotton wool cloudsAs the church bellsSound the hourThe blackbird found with wormThe wood pigeon cooingAnd on a benchThe nosegay of daffodilsPoised in loving memory Read.

  • Wiring

    A rather honest post today. Awaiting , in my middle age, a diagnosis of ADHD. Sometimes I feel utterly at the mercy of my brain’s differences. I feel too much. But if it goes, what then? Sometimes I hate how much focusMy brain gives to one thingOther days I’m afraidThe intensity will fadeAnd I will… Read.

  • To Whom It May Concern

    To whom does poetry belong?And where does it reside?Within the hearts of those who loveOr those who’ve ever triedIn souls of grieving parentsWhose precious child has passedIt lives inside the tired soulHoping to the lastIt’s in the eyes of childrenListening to a mother’s songIt’s here within our troublesAnd when we’ve suffered longFor written in a… Read.

  • This Year

    When my son began at his new school, it was agreed (based on my conversation with the previous sendco) that he would not be required to do homework. With his significant challenges in autism and adhd, this is only kind. And as a result he is coping well. Of course, as soon as improvements are… Read.

  • The bully

    No apologies for posting again so soon. This man needs all the help we can give him. To use words from The Lord of the Rings – “You know of whom I speak….” When they gang up against youThe bulliesThinking to show their prowessTheir strengthMost of us are not deceived They threatenBelittleAnd frightenBut stand tallStay… Read.

  • Awaken

    The sunlight slipping through the treesCasts shadows like barcodesAlong my wayThe low winter’s sun strobingBetween the slender trunksIt is a beautiful dayAnd in the hedgerows Among last autumn’s leaves still lyingTender snowdrops droopAnd green crocus shoots break throughThe world is awaking from its slumber Read.

  • Stay

    Another rather honest one. I need help with this living business….. Stay my hand, LordShield my eyesI cannot choose Your ways so wiseI walk through troubleGladly ISave me JesusLest I dieI powerless amTo do your willSo keep me, Jesus.Keep me, still. Read.

  • Past Perfect

    It is in the bones of meThis placeThe great flat And the open skyThe twist of a lane To my homeThe stone walls of my cottageI loved this place thenButI had already lovedThis place beforeIn the daysWhen everything existedIn my mindSo much largerThan realityWhen snowdriftsStill closed schoolsAnd I was safe in my parents’ loveAnd the… Read.

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