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
Tag: mum
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
Mum and Dad – Written Monday 5th July 2021 (Aged 46)
i have the conversations with them
i never had in life
both hang around
the realms of my sleepy nights
Unpinned – Written by Katherine Garratt – August 2021
And very earnestly, small hands would spell out
I
Love
You
Mummy
With x x x crosses x x x for kisses until the flame sputtered out
A Lack of Male Role Models – Written Monday 28th June 2021 (Aged 46)
and i thought to myself
perhaps it because –
mum raised me
more than my dad
Turning on Taps (Originally Untitled) – Written Thursday 15th March 2012
sometimes when it comes to raw emotion
there is no holding back
i treasure those last words
conversations and moments exchanged
The Day That Never Came – Friday 9th March 2012
another phone call
with formalities exchanged
no search from, ‘wood’, try, ”barker’
her former name
Bond – (Originally Untitled) – March 2012
death has found us
and took –
one of our own
it has found a place
turned into a hovel and called it home
Rose Coloured Glasses – August 2012
death does not make people perfect
and rose coloured glasses
do nothing to disguise the tears
and there were many
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 