Thursday, 16 March 2017
Friday, 21 October 2016
Sunday, 7 August 2016
This is the day, the day it comes:
The day that second, that brings these tears
Writes these words, takes all my strength
Repeats in this world.
This is the day I see your face,
Empty, unmoving – your face but not you.
It’s the day I let real in my heart
A burden too great, a thought too hard,
Until it comes with pained reverence
- That second
I remember the moment - it killed me too.
Took from me what I’d never know
Stole memories old and new.
Removed my life to a place we never shared
But nothing waited, nothing cared.
The water boiled and the sun went down.
Flowers grew, watered with tears
- An incessant rain that taps on my heart
Like the sound of a clock that never stopped...
Not even for a second. That second,
Wednesday, 3 August 2016
Monday, 4 January 2016
Monday, 19 October 2015
"What a wonderful world" from one place to 'nother
A memory flashes past on gently plucked string
Taken back, aback with emotion
A native moment 'mongst most foreign a time
Familiarity that's family when there's no one else you know
And contentment struck in every chord
Floating smiles past tired eyes: Past lives that feel so real.
Each noteful moment itself is multiplied
Hope now squared, welling in each eye
Homely tones of yesterday's love
Seep through my skin to calm the storm
My fears cooled by tears, wept in only okayness
A deep breath to drink those final bars
Before the wonderful world again is less.