Breathe

breathe

What will I do

when I can’t

see you sleeping?

When I open your door

late at night

and you are not there.

What will I do

when I can’t

see you smiling?

When I open you door

in the morning

and you are not there.

What will I do

when I can’t

hold you close?

When I reach for you

next to me

and you are not there.

What will I do

when my nest is empty,

what will I do?

 I will breathe a heavy sigh

and I will be sad

but I will know I did my very best.

Learning, writing and connecting with May prompt-a-day from Writealm; today’s prompt is ‘breathe’

Disrobed

Disrobed

You disrobed me

stripped me naked

just flesh, bone

and fear.

I wanted to run

and never stop

to the ends of the earth

and scream

where no-one could hear me.

I wanted to rewind,

shout liar

until my lungs burst;

rip you out

with my bare hands.

And when you were gone;

I felt relief,

anger, loss

and hope.

Life with all its beauty

and pain; magnified.

You disrobed me

but you did not take me.

Learning, writing and connecting with May prompt-a-day from Writealm; today’s prompt is ‘disrobed’

At garden’s edge

At garden's edge

~

At garden’s edge

where brick and concrete end;

giving way

to lush green

and deep earth.

Trees wet with spring rain;

drip and drink

and grow.

Learning, writing and connecting with May prompt-a-day from Writealm; today’s prompt is ‘at garden’s edge’

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The almost sound of silence

Wrapped in those quiet times

between dark and light

with you held close;

sleeping

and me, tired, but still awake

in the almost sound of silence.

Your tiny breaths,

in and out,

and my heart beating;

filled to the brim.

The almost sound of silence

that sat, sometimes,

on the brink of lonely,

but for you,

and your milky cheeks

and your clutching fingers

wrapped round mine.

You needing me

and me needing you

in the almost sound of silence.

Learning, writing and connecting with May prompt-a-day from Writealm; today’s prompt is ‘the sound of silence’

 

These memories

Memories

These memories

Held in powerful form

As though they still live

In the bright sunshine

Where they first were

~

Love for these days

Spent in this place

Of childhood dreams

With carpet of soft green

And canopy of verdant branch.

~

The water

Ice against the day’s heat

Licking lily feet

While underneath

Rocks smooth and age worn.

 ~

The dark banks

Hiding small creatures’ lives

Spotted fleetingly

And we in this other life

Pointing with excited words.

 ~

The woods downstream

Deep and cool; numinous

In an Enid Blyton mind

Explored voraciously

With soft cheek wonder.

~

Then, with nature flowing through our veins

We would travel home

The smell of the sun on our skin

And the feeling that

The world was good.

Learning, writing and connecting with May prompt-a-day from Writealm; today’s prompt is ‘memory’

Reverence

peonies

When words evade me

 there is always this;

creativity at its best…

reverence to Mother Nature.

~

Like the weather, I am having a dry spell…lots of thoughts, lots of writing, but nothing I would want to share (or you would want to read).

For now I will enjoy the sunshine, and hopefully, normal service will resume shortly.

~

“writing about a writer’s block is better than not writing at all” 
― Charles BukowskiThe Last Night of the Earth Poems

~

Learning, writing and connecting with May prompt-a-day from Writealm; today’s prompt is ‘reverence’

 

Unstitch

unstitch

Sometimes, I have written a whole piece,

happily stitching the words onto the page,

only to realise I was using the wrong thread.

So, I unstitch, re-thread the needle and start again.

~

Writing isn’t easy, but this constant stitching and unstitching of words will one day, I hope, make me a better writer.

I thank each and every person who reads what I write…your encouragement is appreciated, absolutely!

Learning, writing and connecting with May prompt-a-day from Writealm; today’s prompt is ‘unstitch’

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