you said that i was not cool
that you did not like the way i dress
lose a little weight
you are looking a mess

it rains outside
this north east coast of scotland
has a bleakness
and a beauty that leaves me amazed

i am not an, ’emotional cripple’ –
treating my partner –
like a desperate crutch

you have to learn people
a shame,
you never learnt me
you never learnt my life

ghosts
just over my shoulder
makes a place
appear much colder

When I Was Younger when i was younger no one told me – about some of the pain – that … More

and without understanding
there is no healing
and without acceptance
there is no true feelings

saturday’s child sits by the widow
the time is ten o’clock
and they wait by the window

i do not feel too much –
for the old watermill
i know,
it sits up upon the hill