sadness – Deb Hawken

You Are Me

I understand the innocence of childhood Because long ago I was you An innocent with my whole life in front of me Safe in my cocoon with my family Playing happily in streets Splashing in the rain Paddling in the sea And shrieking as the waves washed over me As you used to But youContinueContinue reading “You Are Me”

A Very Real but Unexpected Miracle

This is the story of Charles Henry Hawken, seen here with his best buddy, Harry the Hedgehog. This story is written for anyone who believes in miracles, and anyone who’s been told that they aren’t possible. It starts in December 2018, and involves my dear friendLuke Rymell, the Spirit Artist. It starts sadly, and ends magnificently,ContinueContinue reading “A Very Real but Unexpected Miracle”

Letter to a ‘Feeble Mess’?

Photo by Engin Akyurt on Pexels.com This poem is a poem to myself. To the person I thought I was and the person I turned out to be.Maybe it’s a poem for you too, for the person you really were. For forty-five years you suffered terriblyFrom an anxiety that wiped you outObscured the fun lovingContinueContinue reading “Letter to a ‘Feeble Mess’?”

I Thought

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com I thought that when you passed away And slipped into the light, That I would no more know the day And you no more the night. And yet I find when all is done You and I are always one. Never more just I and me Always, ever, only, we.ContinueContinue reading “I Thought”