Magpie feelings,
lost in your own space
Tag: ageing
My Victorian Buildings – Written Tuesday 26th August 2025 (Aged 50)
My Victorian buildings
were built to last,
but my play was cast,
and I was sent out to sea.
Stretch – Written Wednesday 6th August 2025 (Aged 50)
“The days stretch out before me,
so I put on my face
and rifle through my book.”
Swallow The Days – Written Thursday 31st July 2025 (Aged 50)
Maybe I am just
not built in such a way
that I can so easily
swallow the days.
Steam Power – Written June 2025 (Aged 50)
Memories frayed
around their edges.
Experiences, intangible,
like melted snow.
Belt – Written June 2025 (Aged 50)
There I am,
wrestling with the self,
watching memories
slide along the belt.
Deep Dive – June 2025 (Aged 50)
I am not a clockmaker,
and all my watches keep to a time
that I cannot read.
I watch as decades leave.
Mantra – Written Tuesday 10th June 2025 (Aged 50)
That was a phrase that we used when we were young.
But does getting better remain a mantra?
Because, after all, the days are not so young.
My Memories Are a Museum Now – Written Thursday 5th June 2025 (Aged 50)
My memories are a museum now.
I am looking at exhibits — artefacts of the past.
Sometimes there is an air of regret, sometimes joy.
My memories are a museum now.
The Chapters Upon My Back – Written Tuesday 27th May 2025 (Aged 50)
Life has told
a tale or two.
I feel now
much older than I ever have.
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 