Bold and colourful

Blooming and proud

So much energy for the future

Yet, now…

Straight stems squeezed

tightly bound with rubber

immersed in dregs of sustenance

confined to a glass sleeve

Risen high but now you sigh

as fading flowers fall,

petal, by petal…

Yet, is there a future?

Green shoots projecting

In the depths of decay…

Any hope for a new life?

Dried out heads droop

Side by side

Sur...

In my head, I’m done…

Moved from living reality

But reality is stuck in two

And I silently scream

In a heap - can’t describe

Lost on a sea never been sailed

And I’m sad - so sad

drowning in a sorrow so deep

Where do I turn?

In my head, I want you here

But I’m swirling

In this churning hole

Despair is rising

The grief that wasn’t spent

Is chipping

Tapping my shoulder saying

“Hey, I don’t t...

Your monochrome portrait slipped into my inbox, landing on my life mat, dived deep into my veins and swirling heart. How long will I love you? As long as you are my sun, and I’m the moon. Searching… finding you… in the landscape… I’m stuck on you....

I remember when we realised

That you were the sun

And I was the moon.

It was laid out in writing…

And the sun and the moon met after dusk.

The sun warmed the moon and

The moon beamed a brilliant smile

And the sun’s rays were gleaming.

The sun and moon met many times

And their rays of light intertwined…

Shining in happy smiles.

The sun would kiss the moon goodnight

Then rapidly disappear…

An...

Revolving

Evolving

Theatrically

Spoiled

Narcissist

Omitting

Manliness…

When does a man become a monster?...

I hated the awkward classroom…

set pieces to study and interpret,

collections of old words;

stuffy and unexciting

I flunked the mock literature exam…

parental payment withheld,

works of the greats untouched;

only language class remained

Roll on many years…

experiences mounted, feelings rose,

language came to the fore…

poetry spilled onto the page

Intermittent waters have passed…

swirling seas ...

Today you

told me

you thought

I should leave…

…Funny…

Did you

harbour that

up your sleeve?

For ages

you’ve said

that

you’ll be going…

Silently

I’ve waited

and there’s

no knowing

‘Cos really…

One moment

you’re blazing

like a

passionate sun…

And next

you’re cold

with a

frozen tongue

One moment

you’re wanting

all

you can get…

And next

you behave

like

you’re on ket

And r...

Can you hear it…

Can you sense it…

Can you feel it?

I’ve sent you whispers across the seas

I’ve sent more than whispers - You know me

And many times, you’ve whispered back

And I’ve caught your breath, and yet I lack

The sweet little nothings in my ears;

Instead long silences and induced tears....

Each day I’m thankful for…

A roof over my head

A place I call bed

Food in my tummy

A human called Mummy

Friends of all kinds

Who release my mind

Offspring with woes

Who keep me on my toes

Work which pays

And funds my days…

… All to be grateful for....

“Thank you very much”… her voice wavered, as the waiter placed a bowlful of soup in front of her.

She savoured the smell… “So good”, she thought.

Mavis looked around at everyone seated; all talking.

Sometime later, the waiter returned to collect her bowl.

“Everything ok, Madam?” he asked

“Yes, thank you”, muttered Mavis, under her fluttering napkin.

The full bowl was removed carefully,

“Oooh… lo...