but death
is a violent nudge,
a reminder
that something remains.
Tag: mental health
More Days Than This – Written Monday 10th November 2025 (Aged 50)
I need to
wake up,
and stretch
to get going,
and I need to move further forwards.
Incompetence Is A Daring Muse – Written Monday 10th November 2025 (Aged 50)
Some environments
drip,
with a kind incompetence
that is difficult to believe.
Notions Of Happiness – Written Monday 10th November 2025
when the years were much less,
we would sit around and hope for the future,
suckling on checklists.
Let Go Of The Chain – Written September 2025 (Aged 50)
Let go of the chain,
but even then
I am entangled,
like everything is just too tight.
A Long Lost Bed – Thursday 11th September 2025 (Aged 50)
The constant noise,
a buzz, a hum,
I am sure that we all have one.
Mental Health Alphabet – Written Wednesday 27th August 2025 (Aged 50)
If so,
the surgical instrument
is just a pen
Trauma Ties – Written Monday 28th June 2025 (Aged 50)
The trauma ties,
the trauma ties,
the trauma ties —
untie them, let go.
People Can Easily See In – Written Thursday 19th June 2025 (Aged 50)
The shyness is never far,
but really it’s not shyness —
it’s actually a desire for privacy.
And those two are very, very different.
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.
