Parenthesis of a Happy Child

I thought I knew who you wereand how it wasI thought I understoodeverythingI believed in the pastin the certainty of memoryYet you were layers within layersof life and meaningComplex in your simplicityconcave in self-beliefYou said you knew the waybut you were only trying To lead me safelyto an unknown destinationTheories authorised your existencelife made aContinueContinue reading “Parenthesis of a Happy Child”

Juxtaposition

Black and white determinationabove and belowgrey on grey truth in the space between“The proximity of luck”the man said“depends on ability”What does he know?Nearness involvesbeing contiguously near anotherin the vicinity of someone who wants to be thereThe closeness of peopledepends entirelyon hearing what we want to hear(No-one told me that at the altar)You can approach anContinueContinue reading “Juxtaposition”

Never Mind

When I realised as a child That I was always going to be wrong I didn’t think ‘never mind’ I just felt hurt When I wasn’t allowed to go to university And those hopes and dreams were stopped I didn’t think it then either I just felt lost Through decades of hurts That never neededContinueContinue reading “Never Mind”

Why?

Why do I keep fighting back?Using this puny voice in a world gone mad.Saying good things over and over againto a world so damaged that the existenceof goodness has become hard to credit.Believers believe despite all evidenceto the contrary.We also believe and we know that our evidence is worth believing in.Innocents and animals deserve safetyContinueContinue reading “Why?”

Sweetness

There is a sad Yet optimistic sweetness That settles over the night A day forever gone A new one to anticipate Memories have been created Hopes for tomorrow fly forth Reaching into the future Bringing back the light into life Ready for the morning When everything is possible Rest awhile Be at peace Tomorrow isContinueContinue reading “Sweetness”

You Are Me

You are meNo matter how far apart we areI feel youI know youAs well as I know meI understand youBecause we’re identicalWe aren’t even relatedSo how can it beThat one person understands meAs no other doesOr is it beyond understanding?I think soTwo people who don’t even needA conversationTo visitTo be togetherTo knowI know who youContinueContinue reading “You Are Me”

Succinct

I love succinct writerswho can express the messIn short simple sentencesPeople who can carve throughthe morass of lifecutting to the chaseI have to hunt it chase it downwork through itSeek the nuancesand sometimes dismiss thembecause life isn’tone size or one fitIt is filledwith ifs – buts – maybe’sdepending on the shapein which it arrivesIt isContinueContinue reading “Succinct”