they used to love me here
but now they cannot utter my name
my picture is up on the wall
but all is left is the frame
Category: Poems June 2020
Exposed Wires – Written Tuesday 30th June 2020 (Aged 45)
those wires are exposed
prone to fire
they may short circuit
with flames that climb higher
I Caught Their Smile in a Paper Cup – Written Tuesday 30th June 2020 (Aged 45)
i caught their smile
in a paper cup
and i placed it on a bookshelf
i found their childhood
in a rockpool
full of fish
We Are All Learning – Written Monday 29th June 2020 (Aged 45)
we are all learning
but,
who knows what
my scorecard has no answer
and my targets
are rarely shot
Social Tectonics – Written Monday 29th June 2020 (Aged 45)
sometimes social change
happens with a sudden jolt
social tectonics
the obvious fault
History Will Remember Them – Written Sunday 28th June 2020 (Aged 45)
history will remember them
for who they are
and for their deeds
their ethical absenteeism
and the failed to morally lead
Where is the Squeeze? – Written Sunday 28th June 2020 (Aged 45)
where is the moral limit
where is the squeeze
when do they say no
when does this ease?
Authentic Human Being – Written Sunday 28th June 2020 (Aged 45)
some people live paper mache lives
with tracing paper dreams
some people have finger puppets
to help with their screams
Therapy Session Shared – Written Sunday 27th June 2020 (Aged 45)
they talk of trauma childhood trauma
early years events
when they talk
do they talk about others
Me in the Middle – Written Sunday 27th June 2020 (Aged 45)
saw a photograph
of mum and dad together
dad’s jacket was all wet
at that time, it was due to the weather