How are parents, family and friends? coping with ferrying their little ones to schools? I shall be serialising a description of how that particular important task absorbed me once upon a time. It begins as follows: Part One I have joined the ranks of a well-known brigade As yet I retain the status of aContinue reading “All My Hopes…..”
Author Archives: ericadonaldsonellison
A New Day
Poem number Thirteen I wrote this poem in response to being told to “sit down .” Whenever I read this poem I am reminded of the scene and my pulse races with indignation still.I was attending a training course for managers-the topic was Safeguarding (level 3) One manager opined , and I paraphrase- that sheContinue reading “A New Day”
Stay safe
I wrote Spring Clean as the pandemic matured in April/May this year.At that time it really did seem a possibility that the lockdown would evade sickness and the invasion into everyone’s personal habits appeared intrusive and a little rude but was worth it as a start to fight the illness We all changed our habits,Continue reading “Stay safe”
Domination Over You
If only individuals in the world as one could just be kind to one another?? Domination over you In this world There lurks An unsettled stirring A shameful time bomb. in an act that echoes, a dominance over another,equal soul. A raised voice festers,in a stance of a cowering being who shelters fromContinue reading “Domination Over You”
A Simple Exchange
I wrote this poem as an attempt to try to explain the camaraderie and support within an identified community for people who are experiencing the same issues in their life. In this particular case the issue is discrimination due to race. I was aware when writing it that the discrimination could apply to a languageContinue reading “A Simple Exchange”
Hope
Amid upheaval death and SO much change in the world What keeps us going? Surely it is a hope for better times A genuine smile lights the way of hope. It always cheers me to see a smile one that emanates rom the eyes and not just from the lower part of the face. IContinue reading “Hope”
Why do we write? part two
In part one, I explained that whilst at primary schoolI was summoned to the headmaster. There was No explanation.No agenda, Just a request delivered by a visiting pupil-in front of the whole class“This message is for Erica,” he tells my teacher at her deskShe, in turn, instructs me: “The headmaster wants to see you now”MyContinue reading “Why do we write? part two”
Why do we write?
I remember my first poem. It was written when I was in primary school. I was taught and inspired by a visiting practice teacher,not yet qualified. He was tall with dark hair and he wore glasses. I remember a brown jacket (corduroy-fashionable then) and his encouraging smile. He was the grown up version of hisContinue reading “Why do we write?”
Stand up and be counted
Why do we not act until we are forced to? Are we too scared or do we fear failure? Perhaps we are too busy with just getting on and meeting the challenges of the day? I would like to dedicate this post to the procrastinators I include myself in this group let’s not waste anymoreContinue reading “Stand up and be counted”
Life
Hi All I think that of all the topics and pieces that I have tried to write about,then the piece chosen by Mike Maher published by Publishing Well at Medium.com was the most exacting and difficult and the one that I am most proud of. Do find the link to this piece – above. MyContinue reading “Life”
Searching for an Oasis 