Tag Archives: family

Steps in the dark

Sleeping alone tonight She has gone The tiny note She left full Of tiny words written By her tiny hand A memory to caress All I have in My lonely night I need water I choke I stumble in the … Continue reading

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Revenge

A moment of anger A desire of pain To hurt Passes unrecognised A child in between A baby unborn To end Passes unrecognised The revenge of Consumed souls In love and hate Discarded a blooded sheet The innocent moon withers … Continue reading

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Wall map

Thousands of lines Run through the fabric Covering a plain wall Plain with no ceilings The lines are blurred and Coloured Borders remain Strong reminder of Divide invented Strangers of the same Yet Beautifully ornamented Thousands of lines Run through … Continue reading

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Left behind

Three birds sing the morning A brother leaves at dawn Three birds are silent A missing heart leaves A hole in The withering tree. January 24, 2019

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Returning

Another tour A successful tour Completed The cheering crowd The stressful smiles Worked through me A trench To ditch my soul Wrecked A long road Returning Home Another tour Another goal Career is flourishing On the road But all my … Continue reading

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Lampshade

She asked for a lampshade For the tenth time He ignored her for the eleventh time There was that other time She didn’t ask but he knew. She stopped asking He stopped noticing There is that divide between them now … Continue reading

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Drops and nuggets

A chicken piece as a small as a morning drop Drops in muddy flour and rolls He applies another hammer to the stubborn Rock that is wedged in the side Of the short mountain The chicken drop drops in the … Continue reading

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