Fiona Cairn

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I guess I can do a pinned post now !!!
All Moon Cycle books are reformatted and republished!!!
🥳

I published book number 3 ebook today. Started on the fourth and final republish/revamp.
Had an idea bubbling about a small round mouse, got that out on paper.

I had a plan to reformat and release my Moon Cycles poetry collection. I’m almost done ☺️
Trouble is, I have ended up rewriting a lot of the poems 😂 I knew it would be hard not to tweak a little!
Anyway 3 down one to go

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It’s taking time, but I decided to reformat some poetry collections. I learned a lot since I did them first time around. I just can’t decide if I should keep them separate (four) as seasons. Or put them all together as one year cycle.
I dunno, I’m just thinking out loud 🥰

My prompt today was
‘What shall I write about?’

Happy Full Moon in Cancer 🥰

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Happy New Year 🥳

If only chilli socks gave off real heat! That would be so cool 😎

I told the moon
I would not lie
About the times
Life made me cry
Times of strain
I felt such pain
How I learnt
Overcame
Each mountain
Regained myself
Became who I am
The moon was wise
The moon did smile
Left me feeling
All was right
In my world

Sunday is a day
where feelings hide,
and worries reside.
As obligation rules,
grandad does the pools.
Nan makes endless tea
as you long to be free.
But then you grow up
Sunday is still there.
Only now, you take your kids
to prove that you care.
Sunday breeds resentment
I will meet you there.

I am slowly healing through writing.