A picture of togetherness Written in elemental script Captured then in time serene A picture that made sense, it seemed Once upon eternity Before the poison settled in A picture of two frozen smiles But what in truth do they relay When hollow eyes betray the scene A picture of faded sepia Now all bitterness and disregard As if the picture had never been Continue reading Picture. A poem.
Return to Sender You give but don’t get Your love returns to sender A sea of mail lost Man’s Best Friend Ten years with my dog Plucky and redoubtable I still miss her so To Read Books, they fill my shelf Adventure seeds the dream clouds How I love the rain Haiku! 5/7/5 syllable love. Here’s a few I wrote the other day. 🙂 Continue reading Haiku and You. Three poems (but not a trilogy).
There are rabbits in my back yard Each day they rise to greet the light With eager noses, seek daily bread While the alpha, tall and bright Watches oh, so protectively Together, the family eats again I had a family once like them It now feels like so long ago I loved them so, my family lost The rabbits are reminders then With faith and hope I’ll survive the cost Continue reading Family Lost. A poem.
Almost three years ago, everything changed. I lost my family, my job, my reputation, my possessions, my whole world. Everything came crashing down and I took the one step I thought could solve it. I attempted to take my life. Carbon Monoxide poisoning was my weapon of choice. Poor research was my saviour. I saw my aged mother, tears streaming down my face, explaining what I’d done. I promised her I wouldn’t do it again. I saw a psychologist, who made me realise what an impact it would have had on my remaining family members, and especially my son. About … Continue reading Hate Life. Live Life.
I looked alone far out to sea And in the distance, miles from shore I saw you sailing The waves surrounded you like walls But you, it seemed, didn’t care at all If only I could join you But I … Continue reading Land Locked. A poem.
A sad case of Mistaken identity Was it a phantom or you? I apologised The intention was true Not a misdirected ruse Doppelgänger Tombstone walking And so this life continues Continue reading Doppelgänger. A poem.
Trapped and chained By fear and insecurity An endless litany of self hate And grand delusion Enthroned on a bed of nails All laughter and tears Mingling in a mad chorus The hook On which their world Hangs Continue reading Hook. A poem.
I fell into the night Sleepless and forlorn Lost in consequences A tragedy of mourning Continue reading Sleepless. A poem
I am promised eternal life But am I worthy? I have His grace And for this I am thankful But I still carry guilt For sins forgiven Something I Can’t forget or forgive And so I thank Him for His grace But I will carry this pain To my grave Continue reading Grave. A poem.
The distance to you Miles between An infinitude Yet there you stand So close to me The work of art And the fool Continue reading The Distance to You. A poem.
If you were all the elements Of the earth, air, water, fire You would still be more than all combined You would shake the earth and change the tides Be the greatest storm and the hottest pyre And I would still worship you from afar The deepest truth and the deepest lie Continue reading Elemental. A poem.
Sorry is all I can say, but it’s not enough Ordinary words seem out of place, and no Remedy to everything you think and feel Remember I wasn’t always what you imagine me now to be Yell at me, from this guilt I won’t be freed Continue reading Sorry. A poem.
Lying in bed Frustrated Lazy days That pass Ineffectually Intellectually Books and net Despondency Navel gazing And regret The sooner I get over this The sooner I can do all The same things Standing up Continue reading Irony in Injury. A poem.
The rain falls And every drop Is a memento A moment of you Remembered And merging Into a pool Of longing That grows By the hour Until the sun Comes out And every Shiny fragment Disappears And like you It’s gone Continue reading Memento. A poem.
Do you dance Upon my grave A smile and a tear Washing away the dirt Do you twist Do you turn Arms upraised Do you hate me Do you miss me In a frozen moment Do you dance for you Or for who we were Continue reading Dance. A poem.
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