Poetry helps us come to terms with grief, and comfort is often found in unexpected places.
What would you ask an ancient tree?
I locked myself (and my daughter) out of the house two weeks ago. Dark rain clouds were looming overhead. I panicked. My toddler was hungry and tired, I had no snacks, and to tell you the truth, I was hungry and tired too! But after a few phone calls, we had no choice but to … Continue reading Things you find under trees – poem
shoots. sprigs. twigs. sprays. spring. * Happy Friday! A tiny poem for a tiny bowl of spring filled with gifts from little ones and fleeting treasures. For more stories and poems, follow the Wild Library blog on Instagram. You might also enjoy The Little Red Bird and Pictures and Poems. Thanks for reading! Chantelle
1 April 2019. Today I'm celebrating my 30th birthday! So, I wrote a little something to capture all the valuable life lessons I've learnt during my 20's. Perhaps you can relate...
My sister’s an extremely talented artist and I’ve always admired her ability to catch a moment or emotion with her art. We’d been talking about collaborating on a project, so I sent her some poems and she worked on illustrations to accompany them. Her illustrations developed and shaped the stories in a completely new way, which allowed me to reduce the poems to their bare essence.
Do you enjoy talking to strangers when you travel? Do yourself a favour: every once in a while, put away your smartphone/ kindle/ book and take out your earphones, and listen to your fellow travellers' stories.
The little red bird puffs herself up and with a bright eye, she watches the sleepy world. Thin winter mist swirls and eddies through the yellow leaves around her. She takes a deep breath and her shrill song fills the quiet morning: 'What’s a lonely bird to do On a grey winter’s morning? Ooh-hoo! No … Continue reading The Little Red Bird – Short Story