Sitting outside In a cool, spring breeze Feeling chilly. Why am I still here? Now is the time. Walk back in, and see My stupid, messy house, and dilapidated couch. I’m not sitting on it. That’s how my children will see it. Turn off the television, Go to bed.
He’d be asleep now, It’s 7:43pm and it’s dark. Spring. I have flowers in the house, Picked from the garden this evening. All around I can hear neighbours With friends over, Smell their barbeques And listen to their joy. That used to be us, Boy at the barbie, Me inside, Organising the salads. Spring. So […]
It was six years yesterday. A time to think about all that has happened in all our lives in that time. This time of year is very, very difficult. It begins with my mum’s birthday on Feb 13 and ends with our wedding anniversary on Mar 13. In between is Valentine’s Day (our last weekend […]
I heard this poem today, Valentine’s Day. Sort of sums it all up for me. If you wish to see Gregory Peck read it, dedicated to Audrey Hepburn, here’s the link: Unending Love I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times… In life after life, in age after age, forever. My spellbound […]
Mr heart creaks, And cracks. I walk outside And see the stars shining, and A tiny wisp of breeze Stirs the leaves. And I think of those Who sleep (I hope) And those Who cannot Sleep.
You’re at the top of the hill And I’m down here. We’re in bed In the same postcode And an ocean apart. You’re sound asleep, no doubt In your sterile world Loved by those who care for you In their professional way. Did you have a nice dinner? Are you comfortable? Is the sound of […]
I am Always scared Of Saying the hard words. You may not Love me Any more? The words Cannot Go Unspoken Or we may Never speak again.
I came across a photograph While fossicking through a drawer. It’s just a licence photo, One of those ones We all love to hate. You look like a tough guy, But I know you’re not. You never were. I realise That the memories are slipping, Sliding, Disappearing with the ocean’s breeze. And I need These […]
I hope That you know How much you are loved. The sun will lose his warmth The moon, her glow The stars, their sparkle If you do not know My love
I used to be Spectacularly, Awesomely, Wonderful. Now, I’m just One of many Who love you. Tell me, How does that work?