My Lord feels my pain.When it starts to rainHe is there for me.When nobody understandsWhat it’s like to be me,He is there for me.When I doubt myselfAnd worry incessantly,He is there for me.When I am trying my best,But best I am not,He is there for me.When I am glad and grateful,Thanking Him profusely,He is there…… Continue reading He is there for me
Watching the past A movie brought down to barebones Hazy like a rainy night in the city and yet Every plot twist clear through analysis Enter character, and now exit What a weird movie
With paintbrushes out I sit down and I paint a scene The sun’s a spider And the grass is bottle green I draw apples and a pink swing Hanging from a tree A summer day Belonging to me. When you’re five The sky is any color that you want I’d paint a kangaroo yellow And…… Continue reading Big Little World
A little Belgian man,Just over my heightWith an egg shaped headYou could spot from miles,Armed with a ‘stacheLike England’s never seenHe makes me smileWhen he says ‘mon ami’.He’s obsessed with orderAnd a methodical mindYou can’t try and keep a secretThat he cannot find.You’ll find no matchFor his magnificent brain,His ‘little grey cells’Invariably win the gameSometimes…… Continue reading We Hunt Again, Mon Ami
We are two blue pieces Of the same jigsaw puzzle, But of opposite ends of the ocean.
When you only always see yourself From someone else’s shoes, How do you know what you really are, What is, and what’s not true? Finding where you really live, Where your heart is at its best, Walking down a bottled street But you can’t find the address. When will all the walls break down? When…… Continue reading When?
The want to feel wanted Blossoms when we say goodbye; Growing within, looking for water From the supposed stream outside. But the water, it comes and goes Making me pause and wonder If it will be back again Or if we shall be sundered. What I do know Is I must look inside for healing…… Continue reading knowing…
The curtains hang in deep neglect Hugging windows that no one uses Except the odd bird and bat That break the silence with broken noises The chimney smells of darkened soot Over a stony-faced stone fireplace Memories of gold and crackling wood Are the only things now ablaze A rusty chain and a lackluster mirror…… Continue reading Unliving
Sheets of panic envelope me: A feeling of unease A sticker half-unpeeled. I cannot think. I tell myself to breathe, And think of calm things. A quiet library, a sandy beach. But my heart is thudding My brain is bolting Across a savanna I can’t map, Like freely running water from an open tap. Blindly,…… Continue reading Anxiety… A Poem