Float on

Sailing light Gloomy bay Words do more Than take you away. Breathe it in Savour light Float on phrases Free the kite. Inspiration Touches heart Moves you farther Than at start. Share your… Continue reading →

Someone Else’s Eyes

I don’t know what I’m doing Somedays My insides just push forward And I write I don’t know what it is What is raised It comes in and flows out Worthwhile? Perhaps today.… Continue reading →

It Starts With Us

Writers get personal. That’s what we do. We share what weird, wonderful, exciting, sad, happy, crazy, exhilarating thoughts and ideas that fill our imaginative minds and hope someone can connect with them. It’s… Continue reading →

Sometimes…I Need Colour

I’ll take your pain and say a prayer I’ll weep with you in your grief I’ll pause in the silence But sometimes, I… I’ll write a note in kindness I’ll be by your… Continue reading →

It glistened there

The bitter cold Made walking bold. We waited still And fought off chill. Then in one night To kids’ delight, The snow arrived. Excitement thrived. The shovels drawn Did cover lawn. The winter… Continue reading →

Crushed

A breathless face lies Memories in photographs Shock settles in tears. A numbness enters Smiles fixed frozen in young eyes Inexplicable sadness. A weak connection Crush heartache in times long gone Unforgotten clear.… Continue reading →

Keep Hope

Its nigh I sigh It’s Over Bye Bye It comes In hums A New One blossoms I see In me Adventure to be A light So bright Ideas take flight To chance Or… Continue reading →

Capturing the Sigh

Sparkling dust it falls Dancing in my eyes Want to capture all As it floats and flies. Love each single flake Colourful and light Spirit will not break Festive Christmas bright. Can I… Continue reading →

September Eleven

  It streams from a place of longing and pain that continues to flow as the clips and sound bites cloud chaotic space with noise memorial mentions of heartfelt grief intertwined with mementos… Continue reading →

The Changing of the Wheels

The OLD CAR was loved where it sat, Fond memories fuller than flat, Awaited its fate, It wouldn’t be late, The Farewell was harder than that. Then in came the Fresh one, so… Continue reading →