LifeIs in the cornersIt is in the spaces between thingsIn the words we don’t say and the actions we don’t takeLife is inThe closed doors we open and the open doors we ignoreThe thoughts we don’t voice and the ideas we don’t pursueIn the wrong dreamsThe wrong roadsThe poor choicesOr the right onesLife is inTheContinueContinue reading “Words: Life”
Category Archives: Poetry
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?”
Making
You were the making of me Even though you were breaking me Because you made me aware Of who I didn’t want to be I re-made me Thoughtfully Kindly I looked at you And I chose differently I chose to walk a human path Where no one around me Needs my approval Has to meetContinueContinue reading “Making”
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”
I see you
I wrote this for my friend and sister, Katrina. Deb xx
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”
Numbers!
I’m concerned by my numbersThey’re not adding up goodYet when I started to writeI didn’t need numbersTo know where I stoodNow I need all the numbersI can get on my statsOr my mood as a writerGets ever so flatAnd I worry I’m boringAnd worry I’m blandOr is there a secretI don’t understandI know that aContinueContinue reading “Numbers!”
Will We?
As I started reading this poem to post it, I realised that it’s about more than romantic love. It’s about life itself. It can be translated to ask questions about race, skin colour, gender, religion, philosophy, attitude, respect, consideration, acceptance. It is about the entire way we as humans connect with this world, and theContinueContinue reading “Will We?”
