Library of pieces I have published on Medium



Abundance (Poetry, Tanka, Gaia, Permaculture)
Allergy Angst at Parties and Gatherings (Allergies, Anaphylaxis, Anxiety)
Amy Marley (Poetry)
Annunziata Maria (Poetry, Memoir, Family)
An Appeal to Join Some Dots about Allergies (Allergies, Anaphylaxis, Research)
Art Plants Seeds of Change (Poetry, Travel, Art)
Authentically Amy-ish (Poetry, Self-Awareness)


Baked Goods (Poetry, Tanka, Anaphylaxis, Allergies)
Balance (Poetry, Duality, Senryu)
BB & Tills (Poetry, Family, Gratitude)
Bees (Poetry, Nature, Anaphylaxis, Art)
Biggest Teachers in the Smallest Packages (Poetry, Children, Parenting)
Book I Can’t Forget (Poetry, Senryu, Books)
Buddha or Badass* (Ego, Spiritual Growth)
Build or Expand (Poetry, Energy, Spirituality)


Camping (Poetry, Senryu, Camping)
Cats & That


Re:imagining Paper to Build Better Walls

A single sheet of paper
250 words gifted from a creator
Sparkled with magic by an illustrator

Stories shared from across the Earth
Seeds of knowledge and insights birth
Shining a light on every child’s worth

All deserve a chance to learn and read
More than a want, it’s a basic need
Limitless potential to be freed

When world wisdom is spoken
Imagination past survival awoken
Generational cycles broken

Walls that words can break
A single sheet of paper is all it takes

A better world is what it creates

About a year ago, Sanjukt Saha reached out to me…

Australia had allergies and anaphylaxis in the spotlight this week.

But why is death the imminent impetus for change?

Not just talking allergies here.


For the love of all things no longer being consumed

What has become of my beloved tequila?
That suddenly tastes like a wet blue heeler
With soggy socks
After my body detox

Wine wine,
Red red wine
You once tasted oh so divine
Fragrances of decomposing fruit
Hints of muddy boot —
My brain can no longer compute

Beer. My reliable draft beer
I actually shed a tear
Gone are the days
of your amber gaze
A single fin or two
Now the most I can do
Even the gin has gone in the bin

Don’t get me started on whiskey
or scotch
Scents of ashtray
Suggestions of…


No right, no wrong — BUT there is always an authentic way

Who is holding the torch?
Uncle spinning tyres in his Porsche
Darling poster wife
Twisting an unexpected knife

Plans change
Lives to rearrange

Which way will he choose to go?
Oh, how we would love to know!

Ultimately, his choice to make
Affecting multiple lines of fate

Perhaps with some wise advice
Bad guys can turn nice-r

Interested in more?

Follow the fragrance of lemon to more with Suzanne V. Tanner, Paroma Sen & Amy Marley with the latest letter in the unfolding drama —

Source the original hints of the scent at From LemonPlease note: This…


Primary colours mixed to see

Physical skin
Gifted by kin
Darkest with sun
And summer fun
Fades away
With winter’s day

Where do I belong?

Whose to say

With no labels at play

Ifs and shoulds
Wills and won't
Dos and don’ts

Perspective change
Spectrum range
Twists and turns
Emotions churn
Energy earned
Energy lost
Balance the cost
Mindset the farmer
Positive a charmer
Or fake harmer
Negative focus
Shadow led hocus-pocus

Wither to blue
When not seen as true
Fear of rejection running the show
Power plummets to a survival low

Anger to action
Sparks ego’s reaction…

Have barely written anything! Well… this may have had something to do with it —

The word angst really doesn’t lend itself to feeling empowered.

It detracts from it.

Since I wrote this, I got distracted by my eldest, Billie, reacting to a trace of egg left in a cast iron pan.

Mis-communication and assumptions at play.

I had thought since cast iron is porous there was no way my partner would ever cook eggs in it. Well — that led to making an ass-out-of-u-and-me.

She didn’t even ingest the sweet potato I cooked in the pan, it was on her plate touching the food she did eat. …


Much gratitude to the mini-sized teachers in my life

Each and every day
The bits and pieces you say
Even how you play
Teach this Mum insights of gold
Lessons my heart tightly holds

So very grateful
Presence divinely fateful
A gift to cherish
My love never to perish
I thank you for being you

Thanks to Trista Signe Ainsworth and her joy-filled publication Thank You Notes.

This piece prompted by her first prompt — A Thank You Note to a Teacher

I couldn’t go past my two biggest teachers after life itself — my daughters, Billie and Matilda.

Their presence has been completely and utterly life-changing — the…


My hands remembered best

Been a while since I felt the pull to create
With pencil, pen, words or even paint

A lump of wood
Creator understood

Moments to play
Art with something to say

To me, and maybe you

Hands with something to do

Left the mind behind
Blissfully assigned

A moment of inspired time
Captured in a simple rhyme

A weekend with an unexpected lockdown.

Ample time to be. Sketching while the girls painted, my eyes spied my old wood-burning tool mixed in with a box of paints.

Hadn’t used it for almost 20 years….

Found a piece of scrap wood —…


The fight for allergy-free foods

This is the face
Of what so-called food can do

A mild reaction
Breath still in action

Allergens the trigger
No warning, no sticker

Producers fucking with food
Untold processes skewed

Numbers with no names
GMO games

What is our food eating?

Feed grown in soils or sands
Laced with chemical strands

Grass or glyphosate
Is it too late?

Rage rises in me

Driving me to ask more
Who is this food safe for?

Resistance still there

Do I run and hide
Or chase the rollercoaster ride

Grow our own
Together or alone

What will become
For the food in our…

Amy Marley

Energy Seeker | Life-learner | Kid-ifying knowledge and wisdom for humans of all ages | amymarley.com | bbntills.com | Volunteer Editor @ wallobooks.org

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