Tuesday, 18 February 2014


Where have you gone?
Behind that forced smile and
Tired, lifeless eyes?
Where is the spirit
That used to sparkle and dance
In once-twinkling eyes?
Come... come...
Take my hand, weary soul;
Step forward once more...
This is your time to shine
Together we can fly
Body and soul
United and free
Let's set ourselvees free
Let's soar, once more...


I think of you 
With needles in your eyes 
To help you see
Yet you can't see
Have you ever seen?
Will you ever see?
Or do you just see 
What you want to see
Through blinkered
Judgemental eyes 
Full of bitterness and self pity?
Will you ever see 
Your mistakes or
Will you always 
Be blind, only able to see 
The next glass of whisky
That might or might not 
Help drown the grief
As a temporary, yet long term,
From a safe distance
I can see and
Still, I wish you well.

Sunday, 27 January 2013



I remember when
You walked across town
Late one night
To shove a letter through my door
Telling me what a failure I am
And always have been.
So I wonder why
Do I still
Miss you...
And I wonder if
You miss

Thursday, 3 January 2013

Day 3 #smallstone

I hear the cat food bowl clinking, but Tabitha is asleep. I tiptoe to the kitchen. The intruder is getting bolder; I catch a glimpse of his button nose and then he is gone, cat flap snapping shut like a wave 'goodbye'.

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

Day 2 #smallstone

The curtains are open just enough to see that the sky is grey and rain tumbles down. I hear it pitter patter against the window, and see the delicate patterns emerge as each raindrop rolls down, leaving its own unique imprint. I pull the duvet closer around me and the cat groans contentedly. I luxuriate in a few extra moments in bed. Everything else can wait a little bit longer. On days like this there's really no need to hurry...