Tag: sadness

My home

Inside my bag are packed the things

that fill my heart with joy

the faded, threadbare shawl

that whispers 

a tinplate soldier toy.
Inside my bag wrapped well in cloth 

a tiny mirror fragment

immortalised inside that glass

the ghosts of those I love

Some memories are intransigent
Inside my bag stowed very safe

two  engraved silver napkin rings

a wooden bowl of cedar wood

an ebony black queen a

reminder of past sins

Inside my bag I have my home

memories, from days gone by

I lost the rest, I am alone

I will be till I die.
The hostel for the homeless 

Is where I rest my head

My bag stops my neurosis

My home sits under my bed. 

Misty Dawn

Misty Dawn
Two souls dancing an aerial ballet

in the calm dappled light of misty dawn

flying and zooming without interplay

two souls dancing an aerial ballet

saying a farewell they can’t delay

as the zephyr breeze  plays a carillon

two souls dancing an aerial ballet

In the calm dappled light of the misty dawn
In the calm dappled light of a misty dawn

floating like balloons higher and higher

moving together feeling woebegone

in the calm dappled light of a misty dawn

 life has changed, the storms have gone

we are changing direction no more misfire

i the calm dappled light of the misty dawn 

floating like balloons higher and higher
Floating apart as our balloons fly  higher 

in the cool dappled light of a misty dawn

leaving below loves funeral  pyre

floating apart as our  balloons fly higher 

happiness and regret,we no longer desire

new skies to fly, new places to belong

floating apart as our balloons fly higher 

in the cool dappled light of a misty dawn

The sign

Dark days become nights the stars don’t align

 in this nightmare world of retrograde time

Stare into the cosmos look for a sign
Spiral out of control, lost lifes design

You were my anchor now gone such a crime

Dark days become nights the stars don’t align
Need to find a new path draw out the line

Not play the fool in futile pantomime

Stare into the cosmos look for a sign
Days feeling like weeks dreams seem borderline

My home no longer the haven sublime

Dark days become nights the stars don’t align
Break free from bad feelings must not resign

My love is worth more than a tumbling dime

Stare into the cosmos finding a sign
Love all encompassing, truly divine

Is waiting to find me yours was a mime

Light days become nights the stars realign

Stare into the cosmos yes there’s a sign.
This is written in the form of a Villanelle.

Lifes bitter sweet song

I thought you were 

my forever love,

I pined 

when you were gone,

I pictured

 your every move,

Not to think about you

 seemed so wrong,

But now, you 

are a faded memory,

I struggle 

to see your face,

I have learnt

 from  times legacy,

I am

 now full of grace,

I have found another love,

The cycle moves along,

The wheel is

ever turning,

In lifes bitter sweet song.

#caughtinpassion #converginglivex#poetry

Dead dreams Live Dreams

Today my dream seems set to rust

Think it’s past it, reduced to dust

Gossamer threads colour my day

Looking at a horizon layered in grey

Sure the dark is pulling me in.
Hold my dreams, in my hand 

Sifting their hues, there’s  a bright strand

Hold that strand towards the light

Twinkling green, then pink, burning bright

Sure the dark is starting to spin.
Twist it round the layers of grey

Life moves on, learn from yesterday

Pick out the issues learn from mistakes

Grasp the new thread with renewed faith

Sure the dark is starting to dim.
Know that some dreams wither away

Hold that fledgling dream and weigh

Twist those colours new bright strand

Hope rebuilt in my hands

Sure the darkness didn’t win.

Looking for you

I spent my life looking for you

Now I have found you,am happy but blue

It’s too late for you to be my mate

Wasted years, parlous state

Too many miles travelled

Too many locks to unravel

Could I be selfish and go with my heart

Whilst breaking many others,would just be the start

Now I stand on the precipice 

Looking back and forwards on the edge of bliss

Knowing that glimpse is my only prize

Now a life wedded to duty and fuelled by lies

I spent my life looking for you

Such a stupid thing to do! 


​Love is the joy

Love is the motivator

Love is the buzz

Love is the decoy

Love is the lance 

Stabbing the unwary, part of a dance

Love can destroy

Love can be the laser

Cauterising the heart

Love can be pain

Tearing worlds apart

Love can be bitter

Love can be sweet

Love can be dark

Twisted with blight

Love can be bright

Radiating light

Love is an emotion

Hard to define

Comes in many guises

Hard to define

Love is the bell weather the holy grail

If its missing we think we failed.


Ah Winter.

​Is winter here yet? 

Winter set into my heart many months ago

The freezing block rimed with sparkling ice

Growing bigger with my fountain of black tears

How I long for the heat of summer to release me 

To allow me from this numbed prison.
Is winter still here?

Since I felt your love slipping away from me 

I feel the coldness of the north winds 

Chilling my very bones as I continue in life as an automaton 

Paying lip service to my chores and responsibilities

Doing what I must with an absence of joy.
Ah, winter!

Today the season has caught up with my already wintery soul

Outside the grass is silvered and sparkling with frost

The sky is grey but under the clouds I see a golden glow

No significant heat to purge the voracious cold

But adding brightness to cheer and enough heat to melt the icy vapour
Ah, darkness!

You make the winter days feel long 

Daylight is at a premium the day skewed to favour darkness

This suits my feeling of melancholy my dissaffection with the world

Like an animal I can guard my hurts and hibernate

I need not shine a light on your lack of caring.
Hibernation is impossible life gets in the way

As winter approaches we live in close array

The darkness is a complication but our lives are full of light

In the cold midwinter, we stay cozy make things right.
Ah, winter

It is a season of more than dark and cold

Nuts and berries on the trees food for creatures 

The warmth of a roaring fire ,as we take our ease

The beauty of the virgin  snow on garden, tree and field

Logistics can be difficult but as humans we succeed.
Ah, winter

Have I lost your love

Let us sit by the fire and air our souls

May the ice on my heart be melted in the glow

Even if your love has disapated 

I need to tackle winter, love it and extoll.