I flow, purely on impulse,
Continue reading “The River”
pulled along the valley bottom,
I look up to the luscious, vibrant hills,
they encroach the river bank,
shadows engulfing my pure, crystal water.
Winters creeping cold
Continue reading “Spring”
Spring’s feeble efforts.
Holds on to dampening shrouds,
crushing unborn hopes
of daylight’s lengthening.
Let me breathe
Continue reading “Let Me Breathe”
to save my soul.
Do not crowd
I’d rather drown.
I enter your room
Continue reading “Tryst”
and close the door behind me
You do not hear me come in
With apologies to Elizabeth Barratt Browning,
I’ve discovered the antidote to sadness and frowning.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways,
You’re in my heart eternally, this is not a passing phase. Continue reading “The Love of My Life”
When my soul aches,
And my heart breaks.
When darkness overtakes me,
And Your light is all I pray to see. Continue reading “I Hear Your Silence”
Sadness evident in them blue pools
Continue reading “Keep Down That Wall”
You’re drowning aren’t you inside
Everything getting very heavy
Hard I know when you have pride
Silently; you try martyr on
Not drawing attention to bloodshed tears you’ve cried
by Jem Tovey
You will not be able to turn on, log in and shop online at Waitrose, brother.
You will not be able to order that Little Black Number from ASOS, for your mother. Continue reading “First World Problems”