February, the cruelest month A never ending labyrinth Of broken dreams and memories Of what has been and what now is Triggers abound, I now confront The truth,
February
Christmas in Retail
I can’t tell if I’m still dreamingWas that Santa's sleigh I saw leavingPiled up high with chocolates and sherryPerched on top a cake with a cherryNo, it's just a trolley at ChristmasWelcome to the retail business I can’t tell if I’m still dreamingAbove the noise of colleagues screamingCheckouts beeping, customers moaningAll the time with their…
The Highwayman’s Tale
I wrote this in the very early hours of Christmas Day 2020. I wrote it for someone who has always been and still is, very special to me❤️ T’was starry and cold, that Christmas Eve night When the HIghwayman woke, from his slumbers with a fright Although grumpy and tired, he knew something wasn’t right…
Remember Her
When the beauty in her texts turn to tears And drown out all your yesteryears Did you notice her slip away? Hurt by silence, day after day.
Slow Down
Mounting questions, answers left unsaid Messages opened, often misread A child of our time, a light in our eye So much harder it is as time goes by Emotions ignored, never addressed Scars that won't heal from the acid test A stiff upper lip, an 'I'm alright Jack' Hides the anti social panic attack Eyes…
A Silence
A silence creeps through every day Quickly time ebbs, then flows away Tossed like driftwood, upon the seas Like dandelion dancing on the breeze Words spoken barely make a sound Acrimonious tears abound A dying soul a mortal seeks We are lost, give me time she speaks So softly now, so silently Fade memories as…
Circle of Life
A child cries, as a promise is given, lives are entwined, destinies written Encased within this ancient stone, where one night she would lie alone Hiding away damaged, frail, her tear stained face languid, pale. No one knew, no one would care, she couldn’t tell, she wouldn’t dare. No longer a child she fled the…
Writing My World 