i was a mess –
in every definition and description –
of that word
Tag: creative writing
Sunshine Bathed Me Today – Written September 2023 (Aged 48)
and for once,
in the blink of an eye
i saw moons in the sky
Years of My Life – Written Monday 19th February 2024 (Aged 48)
scribbled my name
and spent the years of my life
doubling down on shame
Sand Underneath My Feet – Written August 2023 (Aged 48)
going back,
to days when we swam in the sea
to that time,
when they held onto me
The Sum of Age – Written Monday 28th August 2023 (Aged 48)
stupid soon finds you out
takes a left turn
at an all too familiar roundabout
Memories Are a Drunken Stranger to Me – Written Thursday 9th November 2023 (Aged 48)
memories are long lost seasons to me
without reasons, leaves or even rain
they are hard to pick up
and even harder to frame
Tell-Tale Winds – Written Monday 26th February 2024 (Aged 49)
Tell-Tale Winds i never really talk about myselfnot as a city,not as a city that has experienced –considerable damage and … More
Time of Plural Winters – Written Thursday 19th October 2023 (Aged 48)
Time of Plural Winters they did not want to speak to me,then, why should they?but, maybe…it would have given some … More
The Faint Sound of Cheer – Written October 2023 (Aged 48)
The Faint Sound of Cheer i look at my friends,their path, so different mine?cracked or broken,or at best,an array of … More
My Feelings Are Tidal – Written Friday 18th August 2023 (Aged 48)
My Feelings Are Tidal my feelings are tidalinternally,they go viraland if they were shapes –they would be spirals but,my feelings … More
