Tag: Blog

Poetry, WritingLeave a comment

Every Word. A poem and a thank you.

Laidback DM

Every laboured keystroke, every considered verb and noun. Every gritted mental blank, every meaning so profound. Every silken metaphor, every glorious turn of phrase. Every underlying message, every edit, every change. Every keystroke, every line, ever thankful every day. Every joy I write that lies within, that flowers on every page. Thank you. . This poem is a thank you to all of my readers. Everything I do is for you. Cheers Steve 🙂 Continue reading Every Word. A poem and a thank you.

Awards, Writing19 Comments

10 000 views!

Laidback DM

Thanks so much to everyone who has visited, commented and enjoyed or hated my blog! I’ve reached 10000 views. Yay! I started this blog on 9th January 2017 as a way to encourage my writing, and to be a catharsis for my mental health issues. Over that time I’ve posted almost every day, and I’m still loving it. So thank you all, once again. And if you’re reading this for the first time, please check out the menu above,  click on a category, and enjoy 🙂 Cheers Steve 🙂 Continue reading 10 000 views!

Mental Health, Poetry, Writing1 Comment

The Long Haul. A poem.

Laidback DM

The long haul north The highway like a dreamtime serpent Twisting forlornly through valleys Of gum and wattle, towns and fields I am an island moving In the relentless torrent north Towards faithless destiny Not remembered or forgiven Just complete the task assigned and say goodnight I’m just a chauffeur on the fly . I recently drove 2200kms giving a lift to my aging parents to and from their holiday destination up north (there and back twice: all up 4400kms over 4 days). I didn’t mind the distance. What I did mind was not seeing a family member I was … Continue reading The Long Haul. A poem.

Animals, Poetry, WritingLeave a comment

A Rabbit Passes. A prose poem.

Laidback DM

The rabbit’s body is stiff and heavy in my hand. I wrap it in its funeral trappings, a plastic cloak as light and airy as its existence. It’s family lies in burrows deep below, the farmer’s poison dried within withered veins. I place it within its casket, a waste bin its solemn ferry to where its family’s souls gently sleep. There was a family of rabbits that lived next door. The guy there has chickens and sheep, so it was only a matter of time before he took steps to bait them. For a while that happy family of rabbits … Continue reading A Rabbit Passes. A prose poem.

Love, Mental Health, Poetry, WritingLeave a comment

Anniversary. A poem.

Laidback DM

An anniversary Three years of torment Ashes from which I arise A new man A better man Beholden to the past But reaching for the future From this crucible I am forged anew To rebuild To refine To create Never to revisit past sins But to find a better life With you . Not long ago, I said I wouldn’t be posting any poetry for a while to give myself space to create poems for the poetry subject I’ve just started at uni. Well, I couldn’t help myself. Looks like there’s room for both, after all: poetry blogging and poetry … Continue reading Anniversary. A poem.

Mental Health, Writing10 Comments

Rebirth.

Laidback DM

Yesterday was the three-year anniversary of the worst day of my life. Those of you who are regulars will know that I celebrated (rather insanely) by walking 24 kms. But before I did that I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and had an epiphany. Despite the fact that three years ago I lost EVERYTHING that was dear to me, that I’ve been near crippled with depression and anxiety ever since, that I tried to kill myself, that I’m still undergoing therapy to recover from PST–I am a better man now than I ever was before.  I have accepted … Continue reading Rebirth.

Mental Health, Training, Writing2 Comments

Marathon Walk!

Laidback DM

Today I walked 24 kilometres. Why? I dropped off my father’s car at a smash repair place, and rather than catch a combination of trains and buses home, I decided I’d walk. Five hours and just under 24 kms later, blisters and sore legs, but not too worse for wear otherwise. Hungry, though! Had to tell someone, as I’m a wee bit proud of the achievement. Yeah, it was dumb, but I’m not renowned for my smart decision making. Happy walking! Steve 🙂 Continue reading Marathon Walk!