Slowly The Lights Are Being Turned Off – Written Tuesday 27th December 2011 (Aged 36)

you have always been mum
and my love is no less
but dizzy expectation and grandiose heights
now depart –
and slowly, they turn off the lights

I Try to Cry More – Written Tuesday 27th December 2011 (Aged 36)

but a determined pragmatic approach
has quickly encroached
and it has decided to stay
but it does not mean the pain goes away

Losing Mum – Written Tuesday 27th December 2011 (Aged 36)

no more
and so far –
i cry in moments –
that others do not see

It Is Time For Another Day – Written Monday 23rd August 2021 (Aged 46)

my father’s ashes float away
we move,
to a different day
and perhaps, a different way

Fruit Turns Bad – Written Friday 29th May 2009 (Aged 34)

marriage starts out as one thing
then becomes another
we used to be best friends
we used to be passionate lovers

Confused Soft Soled Shoes – Written Friday 20th August 2021 (Aged 46)

i am sad,
and something hurts
but so much of our lives
did not turn up for work

Not Really – Written January 2012 (Aged 36)

i say i am
because,
the world keeps on moving
and how can people understand
and,

A Smile and a Piece of Cake – Written January 2012 (Aged 36)

has she really gone?
or did we just dream it?
is this real?
how can my heart be torn out
my thoughts be so unreal

Time Reminds Me – Written January 2012 (Aged 36)

time reminds me
of space
of loss
of a face

Sleep Tight – Written Wednesday 25th January 2012 (Aged 36)

it is hard to celebrate life
when someone has died
when pain burns,
like a raging fire inside