time reminds me
of space
of loss
of a face
Tag: grief
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
Cancer – Written January 2012 (Aged 36)
i look at dates in november
and though i know she was ill
she was still alive,
still mum
still with us
My Brain Has Gone Into Its Safety Mode – Written January 2012 (Aged 46)
hat my brain
has gone into its safety mode
having experienced –
the worst kind of road
Surely You Will Walk Through The Door – Written Monday 23rd January 2012 (Aged 36)
surely you will walk through the door
surely you will come home
we miss you
we feel alone
The Curtains – Written Monday 23rd January 2012 (Aged 36)
you were not a silly woman
like us all,
you made some silly decision
but you had a mind of creativity
and a curious precision
Surprising Candidates – Written Monday 23rd January 2012 (Aged 36)
that my current situation
brings out in people –
who they really are
the surprising candidates
who offer support
A Comfortable Fold – Written Monday 23rd January 2012 (Aged 36)
would cry no more
but this morning i was caught
i do fear that as the distance grows
and time moves on
i will have to deal with the pain –
of letting go
Grief – Written Monday 23rd January 2012 (Aged 36)
just going through the process –
of feeling sad
knowing there will be –
times of grief
times of tears
and living life through gritted teeth
Okay? – Written Monday 23rd January 2012 (Aged 36)
where should i be in this process
someone,
who was so much a part of me
has left
and i am not sure what, ‘normal’, is
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 