My Wordly Wealth

Heather Williamson

Poetry on roots, love, life and faith

Tag: hope

  • Something like hope

    There is something like hope in the hedgerowOn a frozen winter’s mornPearls of pink that wait to bloomIn the year that’s newly bornThe river is rushing wildlyMud and ice mingle under my feetIn the clouds white and dense a promise ofA heavy fall of sleetAnd nature continues its singingThe birds upon the airThe squirrel finding… Read.

  • Advent calendar

    When I was a child, I recall that among the Christmas decorations, there was an advent calendar that came out every year. I loved it. Not only did I look forward to Christmas, but I remembered all the happy Christmases that had gone before…. The best advent calendars don’t have chocolates in them.The cardboard nativity… Read.

  • Christmas thoughts (Note to self)

    I get so caught up in the stuff of Christmas. I know what really matters about it – love, family, the nativity. I mean I really do believe in the first Christmas – that our world was forever changed when the son of God was born to us at Bethlehem. But I still get so… Read.

  • Something I wrote

    For anyone reading this who has enjoyed my poetry, I’d like to share that my book – my debut collection – is now available on Amazon. I’m also sharing again the first poem I shared in this blog, because it is the title for my book, and was the moment I thought of trying to… Read.

  • Waiting rooms

    I have had the covid this week, in all the humidity. Some days are just about the waiting…. Waiting for the cool air to returnAnd bring a breezeWaiting for the chance to sleep againWith much more easeWaiting for a dawning light to cheerThe heavy heartFor the day that brings an endTo all our time apartWaiting… Read.

  • I took my scalpel to a poem

    I asked myself one day what made a poem a poem. I might have done better to ask other people, obviously, because it turns out I don’t know!! I decided it might well be a mystery, and also rather subjective – a bit like asking “What is worthy of being called art?” I took my… Read.

  • 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.

  • 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.

  • The final edit

    (Got a bit serious with this one)Meet me thereAt the final editWhen the lights go upAnd they roll the creditsWhen I’m out of timeOn life’s pay phoneI’d like to knowI’m not aloneMeet me there, LordSave me spaceTo be beside you -Show me graceAll my lifeI’ve been unsteadyMeet me nowSo I’ll be ready Read.

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