Friday, October 8, 2021

Pillow talk

 I spent all day in bed

"No, please don't join me,"

I bargained with my head.

But it just sat there.

The covers on me, head to toe

Like a tired ghost no longer interested in scares.


So my head and I, sharing a space 

Sleeping with the enemy, I say

"Can you show me some grace?"

The head laughs, like it's got a mind of its own

Blows away that light, brief escape

Under the covers I lay, a tired ghost getting used to being alone.


Thursday, April 9, 2020

Stillness

What's in front of you teaches you best
You don't need to look elsewhere.

I sit on a boulder by the river,
Under the kind shade of a tree
And I learn the lesson of being there for someone.

I see birds, big and small
Carrying twigs and bits to build their home
And I learn the lesson that a song can make things better.


I watch the ebullient river
Making its way around the steady rocks - some jagged, some smooth
And I learn the lesson of how on some days I'm the water, and on some days the rocks.

Sunday, March 8, 2020

Within

There's a feeling that comes to me often,
A sort of a yearning
Asking me go find something beautiful -
My heart craves to see something of beauty today
I have two choices:
One, to go out and look for it elsewhere
Or two, to be all that I'm looking for.

Sunday, August 19, 2018

No one's watching

The lights are all dimmed out,
there isn't much to see.
When no one's really watching,
who are you going to be?


Saturday, November 11, 2017

Tick tock


Time will do what it does best,
and I don't want to be left with no stories to tell.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

All you cannot eat

I feel like that person who turns up for a buffet party, grabs a plate, and sees the last dish being cleared away.

Friday, September 25, 2015

The End

What a strange place to begin.
It's all getting simpler.
It all looks better if you reverse the order.
You can feel the anxiety lose colour.
The sinking feeling being reduced to ashes by the fire of good emotion.
Those worry lines turn into ones painted from too much smiling.
And those tired eyes, into nights of staying up for good reason.
What if you didn't try to fix something that wasn't broken?
Only if you sorted yourself out first.
Only if you didn't assume your burden of expectations to be shared.
Only if.
You would be where you've always wanted to be.
Right at that fantastic short-lived beginning.