Poem: Sharing – 14/10/20

What can I share with my small world? Perhaps kind words, understanding, empathy, cherished friendships and love for others, listening, being there, calming, caring, and throughout the process I am subtly growing. There is the understanding that I am able to assist others and not selfishly [...]

Poem: Facade – 13/10/20

There’s the facade that everything’s okay. We walk our neighbourhood route, acting naturally, smiling as our arms sway. But there’s a hidden secret, it’s kept close, away from prying eyes, the facade we hide behind, that nothing is astray or awry within our lives. Behind closed doors is suffering, but behind the walls so too [...]

Poem: You Did The Saving – 12/10/20

Be unique, yourself, never try to fit in for the sake of being like everyone else, embrace that love and care you now have for yourself within, it’s hard earned – I know this is truth, all those years struggling to be more than you believed you could be, listening to that catastrophic, negative, self-talking din eating your mind through [...]

Poem: Hoarder – 08/10/20

He hoards not objects, not physical implements but emotions, he caresses them, they express their feelings heard and meant. But he greedily takes these from others, swipe, snatch, grab, one hand carries the contents of another’s heavy heart, another carries pain and loathing in the other hand which seems it shan’t ever [...]

Poem: Lantern – 04/10/20

I try to light the way for myself, only me at the present, for myself I can only take responsibility, but maybe in the future I’ll brighten the paths of others, allowing them to feel illumination from my positive attitude and candour. I smile and I dance into my path of least resistance, of least duress, the lantern which dangles from my wrist [...]

Poem: Rolling Waves and Green Pastures – 02/10/20

Rolling waves in my mind pass by, sumptuous, decadent, tidal, in their own time, I smile to myself as I feel the ebb and the flow of my thoughts travel singularly then as one, a conglomeration of multitudes, my will, coming along so beautifully, they could temporarily stun. This is my time, my springtime of my middle youth, where I have now grown and prematurely gone to pasture and I am taking in all I can [...]