you have been asked –
to think about –
someone else –
not yourself –
so you reach for your flag
and the guns on the shelf
Category: Poems January 2020
Inner Self – Written March 2020 (Aged 45)
the inner self
would like to be deregulated
when it,
comes to emotions
it would like to take hope
and see it segregated
What Were We to Each Other? – Written Monday 10th February 2020 (Aged 44)
i do not feel connected –
to my dad,
no as i feel i should,
i am feeling guilty
The Loss of Intimacy – Written Friday 31st January 2020 (Aged 44)
what happened to privacy
and intimacy,
and the joy in micro sharing
the one you love, always caring
we share everything,
our lives plotted and recorded in every way
People Do Care For Each Other – Written Monday 27th January 2020 (Aged 44)
or that by caring or thinking,
about others,
then we are losing
and these people fear,
what they see as condescending
Odd Shaped Box – Written Monday 27th January 2020 (Aged 44)
one charm bracelet
a moderately priced watch
memories –
in an odd shaped box
Creative Juggernauts – Written January 2020 (Aged 44)
acknowledged –
but somehow left me alone
misdiagnosed as arrogance
or sarcasm –
or even petulance
Confused and Conflicted – Written Monday 27th January 2020 (Aged 44)
people ask how i feel,
i am not sure
but then, what is real?
the moment you never share
or the day you spent trying to feel
Watch and Charm Bracelet – Written February 2020 (Aged 44)
how am i?
ankle deep in spanish probate law
sat here,
with dad’s watch,
i can add it to mum’s charm bracelet
The Stepmother Auditions – Written Sunday 26th January 2020 (Aged 44)
you know, ‘the good old days’ –
of abuse and stunted emotions
and carpets,
with every secret swept under them
they were all a mess ,
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 