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Disquietude
It sits on my chest purring with pleasure I’m not sure how huge it is but it feels beyond measure perhaps it’s imagination making it seem bigger each day or perhaps it’s because there’s more in my way It’s becoming a friend Although not a great one it’s bigger at bad times but also there…
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Renewed
Tick, tick, tick The internal wind-up clock never stops Tock, tock, tock. Not enough time I look for extra moments In the day Finding none, I ration my breath As I rush from a to b Then c to d, And e to f, Holding it miserly, Like the gold it is Some days, I…
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Renewed
Tick, tick, tick The internal wind-up clock never stops Tock, tock, tock. Not enough time I look for extra moments In the day Finding none, I ration my breath As I rush from a to b Then c to d, And e to f, Holding it miserly, Like the gold it is Some days, I…
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Recovery
It’s been awhile since I sat down to explore myself and my reactions to the world. It’s not because I had no emotions, or found the world to be an unending paradise, but the opposite. I’ve lived in a House of Strep, which felt like a burden of unbearable proportions. But we bore it, somehow.…
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The big questions
Another day closer to the end of the month, nine months down and counting. October will soon be here which is good, as my three year old is obsessed with saying, “Halloween time is here!” Every time it’s dark outside. And it feels as though winter will soon be here, even though the week has…
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The big questions
Another day closer to the end of the month, nine months down and counting. October will soon be here which is good, as my three year old is obsessed with saying, “Halloween time is here!” Every time it’s dark outside. And it feels as though winter will soon be here, even though the week has…
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Tautology Of life
Birth and death, Beginnings and endings Those at the start of the day And those watching the sun set We all start out fresh Unwrinkled Sublime But use up that spark, Until one day, The light winks out The curtains fall, And the next act begins What if the light we see As we go…
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Goodnights
Another Friday here again, But this time, Sadness is my companion The pain of living Poignant and sharp Those I love, Those I don’t know Lives intricately torn apart Memories of the way They once were Now, at the close of the day All faded and grey I can still remember music Chords on a…
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Prayer for a tired spirit
This week has felt long Weighed heavy on the heart So many lives lost Always tears me apart But work marches on Another problem to heal But what does one do When you’re at your limit to feel? All I can do And all that I know Is to hug my loved one’s closer And…
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Heartache and hope
I watched my children more closely tonight. It had been a normal day, Maybe better than most. They were happy, and decently mannered. The fights were minor and short. They gave me hugs and kisses Even brushed their teeth and got pyjamas on without complaint. But I held them a little tighter Kissed them a…