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My Saving Grace

Share a story about someone who had a positive impact on your life. The older generation are more valuable than the younger generation may realise If you’d told my grandmother that one day someone would write about her, she wouldn’t have believed you. If you’d told her that it would be on a phone withContinueContinue reading “My Saving Grace”

All the Dreams We Cannot Have

And don’t aim to dance among the stars – aim for the whole shebang! You dreamed and you forgotOr someone told you You couldn’t have itSo you didn’tYou came to this worldInnocent and full of hopeWhich you lostBecause someone else Had already lost their hopePeople talk life downThis and that and all the other can’tContinueContinue reading “All the Dreams We Cannot Have”

All the Love We Cannot Be

A single rose for a single love – of yourself All the love I’ve ever had Has turned bad From the cradle until one single moment Until that moment Rather than a flame to attract I wasn’t even a spark of light Not even a candle extinguished by the wind Where was my right toContinueContinue reading “All the Love We Cannot Be”

All the Light We Cannot See

You are your light Some years ago I suddenly found myself penning a poem called ‘All the Stars We Cannot See’. My true writing is like this, it just appears in my mind and demands my attention until I sit down with a pen and translate that feeling onto paper. A lot of writers workContinueContinue reading “All the Light We Cannot See”

Duck and Run

If you’re unhappy, don’t hesitate, run! Do you care for me?I mean meNot some figment of your mindA construction of your needMeAs I amA human personWith the right to be as humanAs everyone elseWith foiblesUnwise wordingAnd differing beliefsAm I okay as I amOr only when I’m agreeing?Am I nice if I say yesBut deeply suspectContinueContinue reading “Duck and Run”

Be

Just beThat’s all you needTo beThere is no other ingredientNo other needThere is nothing elseI beI’ve often found it hardTo beBecause other people knewHow to be meBetter than meOr I thought they didButWhen I learned that theyWeren’t meThen I knew that I couldFind meBecause I wasn’t seeking myselfIn themI could work out whoMe isI couldContinueContinue reading “Be”

Angel’s Wings

Photo by KoolShooters on Pexels.com You couldn’t see her wings Except in the smiles of those who knew herShe didn’t fly or shed feathersBut she healed those who knew how to seeShe wasn’t eight feet tall or a being of lightYet she pushed back the darkness with her loveShe wasn’t AngelicIn fact she was rarelyContinueContinue reading “Angel’s Wings”