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Vortex
It swirls In eddies Gentle, At first But as I watch The power Pulls me under Darkness all around A swirling, Churning Vortex Allowing no escape A scream bubbles up Soundless, Unheard Stuck Between Scylla And Charybdis Underneath the waters I yearn To touch the sun
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January 31st Present
I left my jacket in the car this afternoon when I returned to work. It felt strange, on the last day of what is traditionally the coldest month To be walking outside in a three-quarter length jacket and tank top, and yet I did. On my drive later that same day, the brown of last…
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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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Draws close, the end
The scent lingers as I enter A hush over the room tells me I’m in a holy space I feel the weight of the air Silent and expectant Waiting For the moment when they shall usher Out an old friend I remember times when we spoke Good humour and wit And now I see eyes…
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Saturday slurpee
Saturday is a day that can swing either way- deliciously relaxing or jam-packed full. Today mixed the two into a slurpy, almost as though when drinking a refreshing and delicious drink, when I’ve accidentally sucked all the flavour out and I’m left with only the sad, tasteless memories of my previously amazing beverage. While today…
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Breaking bad
What words do you say? The day you tell them they’re broken? Watching as their face Falls Collapsing into lines of sorrow As their dreams Blow away on the breeze How can you cushion The body blows? Soften the harshness Of a lifetime sentence? Is there a way to be kind As you cut out…
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Yin/yang
Do you suppose If you juxtapose Good and bad You’ll get middle of the road? Or will It be Like shades of grey Without any light Or dark of day? If you mix extremes Sometimes it seems You end up with nothing Of consequence So remember this Chiaroscuro sense Best of friends Are white and…
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Épuisé
Some days I feel old, Exhausted and burnt out Wondering about life And full of self doubt When I slog though my day Fueled with caffeine and nerves I wonder what I did wrong If anything, to deserve Days of anxiety Nights so full of regret Thoughts about those I may have upset Worries of…
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Pebbles in the ocean
My soul is heavy Burdens like rocks Fill me up until I drift Down into the depths Water closes over my mouth A lone bubble escapes A call from beyond; Death has come and gone Another soul departs, another piece of my heart Vanishes into the night One day, The pieces will reunite We shall…