Clinging onto faded photographs Rigid poses that were choreographed Blurred bodies and echoed laughs Locked in stasis for a time and a half A mirror to glance into the past Sparking memories specific and vast Faces of Youth gone too fast Fleeting moments...
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I’ve walked in darkness my whole life. Each day I wake up and wonder if today is the day I will slip away into the darkness – then resolve, like an alcoholic, that I will hold out for just one more day. Death is my addiction, and I work to hold it off eve...
Can’t wait to meet our daughter
Dedicated to our unborn baby girl, I wrote this the day after our ultrasounds scan.The miracle of sound waves Projected on a screen Create a blurry image Of the child I’ve never seen The first time that I saw you My jaw dropped to the ground Our precious little baby Was sleeping safe and sound I couldn’t even see your face To put in...
The Portrait
Your face is like a portrait, hanging on my wall!Your face is captured like a paintingHanging upon my wallTo admire the true beauty you possessThat stole my beating heartEach vivid color seeps into othersCreating a new design of wondrous expressionBrushstrokes that wash across your soft pink skinEyes th...
Natures' Sculpture
Is it bona fide, or is it only me?An image captured,Droplets enraptured,Within a crystal glimmer. Refracted lights shimmer,Holding for just a moment,Much more than a quotient. Creatures encapsulated,Not moving nor animated,Held frozen cryogenically. Invisible to a wandering eye,From a pic...
The Album
Love before and beyond death...The first time I ever asked my Gran what my mum was like, she smiled at me and lifted me into her lap. I was still small then, so I nestled comfortably against her ample belly, waiting excitedly as she drew out a battered, red, leather covered book seemin...