Diane Foster

Joined December 2024

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I’m a professional writer, proofreader, and all-round online entrepreneur, UK. I’m married to a rock star who had his long-awaited liver transplant in August 2025.

When not working, you’ll find me with a glass of wine, immersed in poetry.

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Footsteps Full of Questions
This poem is a tribute to that part of me that’s always been more interested in “away” than “safe,” more drawn to mystery than permanence.
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
The Toadstool Said It Was Okay
I paired this bittersweet poem with whimsical, surreal imagery because sometimes anxiety makes the world feel strange and magical at once.
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
A Coat of Cracked Teacups
I’ve always adored the original Jabberwocky—its strange, musical logic, the way it makes you feel something deep and vivid even though half the words don’t technically exist.
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
Dinner with Checkmate
This poem, although related to my love of cooking, captures the layered intimacy of teaching my husband to play chess; a game of rules and possibilities that somehow became a mirror of how we relate to each other.
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
I Laughed in the Labyrinth. Top Story - May 2025.
Since childhood, I’ve had recurring nightmares about being lost in endless hallways, or mazes that twist back on themselves no matter which turn I take.
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
A Sermon for the Absent
After losing my pet rabbit as a child, I really missed him! A creature so small and quiet, yet his presence filled my life in a way I never fully realised until he was gone...
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
White Space Where You Wait
This poem is about white not as absence, but as potential, a glowing, waiting stillness. ************************************
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
If Doors Could Dream
The image of the man by the door looks like someone who has lived a whole life of secrets, and the child in the poem tries to crack him open with questions and joy, just hoping to be seen, to be remembered.
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
Familiar in the Shatter
A reflection too poetic to be real, yet too vivid to be ignored, as if your presence lives in the fissures, in the hairline cracks where desire once struck the glass like a whisper too sharp to survive.
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
The Griffin Watched Us Both
This poem is for anyone who's felt swept up by forces bigger than themselves, only to realise the real magic was the soft voice beside them saying, “You can choose.”
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
Carved by Wanting
This poem is for anyone who’s ever made something beautiful because of how someone made them feel, even if that feeling was unspoken.
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets
The Quest I Cannot Speak
This poem is pretty weird, as it relates to my husband having to go through regular x-rays, and every time I sit in the waiting area, I find myself wondering about the technician! Who are they beneath the scrubs and the neutral smile? What are they thinking when they gently position a person who's hurting, or when they see something that might change someone's life? Are they secretly longing for adventure?
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Poets

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Footsteps Full of Questions

The Toadstool Said It Was Okay

A Coat of Cracked Teacups

Dinner with Checkmate

I Laughed in the Labyrinth. Top Story - May 2025.

A Sermon for the Absent

White Space Where You Wait

If Doors Could Dream

Familiar in the Shatter

The Griffin Watched Us Both

Carved by Wanting

The Quest I Cannot Speak

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