by Mac | Oct 3, 2025 | Poetry
This poem was written by Dawn Turner about the loss of her son. Dawn kindly gave me her permission to share it on FLOW. ——- My world stopped on 22 August. The date is etched into my skin like a burn. Six weeks have passed — or perhaps it’s still that...
by Mac | Sep 19, 2025 | Poetry
Aligned and united, we work in our teams. And all of us work on the company’s dreams. Success and reward are just over there. We’ll get there with effort, compassion, and care. Into our values we dive and we swim. Together, united, our dream is to win. If anyone...
by Mac | Jan 23, 2025 | Poetry
(Singular Plurality, Linking Individuals Together) We live in a house with so many rooms, where all of us roam in the darkness that looms. We don’t always speak to each other about the things that our host kindly helps us sort out. Our memories don’t always link up...
by Mac | Aug 13, 2024 | Poetry
Autism Spectrum Disorder is a term that I dislike, it makes me feel I’m damaged, like an old and broken bike. Unlike that old and broken bike I’m actually on fire, I think of many different things, I create, and I inspire. Tenacious and fixated, and...
by Mac | Jul 12, 2024 | Poetry
July twenty seventh two thousand and nine A mammogram check, well worth the time I wait in the car so I don’t have to pay Then Debs made that call on her mobile to say I might have the cancer, (I heard her voice shake) The seconds took minutes, please let me awake? I...
