You know that I never told you, that the first day we met you calmed my fear And the day I cried so much you healed me with your audacity to just walk into my mess and sit with me And you know I never told you you still make me smile and, the memories of these still calms and heals But maybe you didn’t … Continue reading Never
I was going to write something else today, but this morning a situation added to the heaviness that always rests my heart on this day. I’m going to do what is good for me and take some time out, leave the post for Thursday. This season is one of much joy and laughter, but we should not miss that for many it is a season … Continue reading Hope & Fears (pt.1)
I remember the first time you took me to London to buy a dress we stopped off at Sloane Square and ate lunch then on up to Hight Street Kensington It was our adventure there was an H&M I thought it was French (it was Swedish) and the height of fashion and inside we found a dress and I can’t remember what it was for … Continue reading The Blue Dress
Maybe I overestimated how tired Panto would make me… Day 11 of blogmas and the prompt is splash; which really does sum up today. Today was rather grey and miserable and therefore working from home was not going to be an option. Laptop packed I headed down to The Yard Faversham for some long-awaited caffeine! I was motivated, enthusiastic and the cold would not bother me! … Continue reading Splash
Today I sang Twice You loved singing I miss your song I miss you How your eyes danced when you smile I hear your laugh As if you were next to me now How you continually invited me And made time to meet How you permeated life with song And won the spotlight So easily Only to pull us into sharing it with you And … Continue reading ELEVEN
A poem after the Paris attack Continue reading VIVE
Grief is weird, it sneaks up on you and covers everything with a veil. You can still see, just it’s filtered, fuzzy, not quite right because the veil is there and you can see through it, but not past it and after a while, maybe it’s that your eyes adjust and you see more clearly though the veil is there or maybe after a … Continue reading Ode to Loss
