when in fact –
it had a due date
signed and sealed
Tag: grief
We Pretend So Hard – Written December 2011 (Aged 36)
she is fragile
she is weak
her wasted
she struggles to speak
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
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 