For the makers of the most comforting game I’ve ever played. Dear World, Sometimes I have doubts and fears But the loveliest thing is that whether it’s Dan Andrews saying ‘get on the beers’ Or a little secret wave from an old friend There are moments of joy and laughter Small melting moments of bliss…
Author: Dr Rose Petrohilos
Writing, cups of tea + music on rainy days.
A Letter To Puck & Mr. Knife Ears: Therapy
Dear Good Fellows, Many thanks for your kind company this evening, the food was delicious and the company superb. It is rare to find souls who make me feel as comfortable and contented in spacetime as you both do, I appreciate it so much you have no idea. There was something so powerfully raw and…
The Official August Playlist
Sorry, this got a bit lost in the sands of time! Enjoy enjoy x
Poetry: Alarmingly Tall
For Knife-Ears! He walks in alarmingly tall beauty through the night Bringing to all the Saviour’s sweet gentle light With a wide smile, arched brow and long fair hair Mr. Knife-Ears floats about with flair Truly your soul I do admire But to be your sweetheart is what I desire With merry wishes, Sachi Rose
Haiku: Springs Cleaning
Springs cleaning my heart Thaw away Winter’s glassy ice Sweep up Autumn leaves
Haiku: Steamed Glass
Duck eggs and fresh milk The smell of freshly dried clothes Joy full on steamed glass
Poetry: Pho
The taste of warm, savoury soup Lettuce and lime and coriander Chilli and star anise and fish sauce Bean sprouts and lemon grass Steam that rises from chicken bones Smoke from a fire with coals that glow Oyster mushrooms and long rice noodles Thai basil and sesame oil and the taste of Pho
Haiku: Silver Frost
For the caller from a mysteriously familiar number this morning – let the storm rage on, the cold never bothered me anyway 😌 x Cold rainy moonshine Makes your reflection shimmer With sharp silver frost Love, Marie Athena
A Letter To Knife Ears: Loving The Ocean
Dear Knife Ears, I love you. No, really… I love the way your hair falls like a halo around me, keeping me safe from the rest of the world. I love the way your nose curves at the tip, and the way you eyebrows rise. I love your smile, and I love your happiness. When…
Poetry: Glows Like A Rainbow
Love is a brightly coloured thing That swings and dips like a swing And children laughing at a park in play Will often run fast rather than obey Tricky aches and pains in my chest Remind me what it means to feel happiness And the swing still goes up and down The merry giggles spin…
MarieAthena & Co 