Maybe I am just
not built in such a way
that I can so easily
swallow the days.
Tag: poems 2025
Close Eyes – Written July 2025 (aged 50)
shut down gates,
open,
find pasture.
Trauma Ties – Written Monday 28th June 2025 (Aged 50)
The trauma ties,
the trauma ties,
the trauma ties —
untie them, let go.
Chorus – Written Monday 28th July 2025 (Aged 50)
Where do I belong?
It’s a complicated song,
although it has
verse and chorus.
The Actual Question – Written Thursday 31st July 2025 (Aged 50)
And it is that,
the question,
the actual question,
the lifelong task.
Prejudice Sets Sail – Written Wednesday 16th July 2025 (Aged 50)
They blame other human beings,
human beings they’ve not actually met.
Boats enrage them,
dinghies cause their prejudice to set sail.
Belong – Written Thursday 10th July 2025 (Aged 50)
Where do I belong?
And where are my roots?
A local boy
with foreign boots.
Bumper Cars – Written May 2025 (Aged 50)
I start again.
But there is a pattern in our lives —
when the hopscotch is high
and the skipping has only just begun.
What Became Of Those People – Written Tuesday 27th May 2025 (Aged 50)
I wonder what happened to —
became of —
those people
who crossed my path.
The Chapters Upon My Back – Written Tuesday 27th May 2025 (Aged 50)
Life has told
a tale or two.
I feel now
much older than I ever have.
