Friday, 9 June 2017

Blanket of silence

I pick up the hope filled jug.
Then pour it on the flames.
The hope is not you now.
You were fire, once dancing,
with love's swirling rage.
Left -
this blanket of silence,
covers me, wet, like rain.
I glance back, blinking.
Only empty space remains.
I close the lid.
Then slowly walk away.

Wednesday, 7 June 2017


As I sang fragments of The Incidentals today, I smiled at recent memories. 😊

Thursday, 1 June 2017

Blue flowers

Winding blue flowers
Around the broken clock
With frail desires
That you’ll forget-me-not
Pressing petal pieces
Into fractured time
Like inky pathways
That no longer chime
Soul's futile longing
Twine untwined, adrift
Loose ends reaching
To nowt but a rescind

~My eyes are still clouding​
At your whisper on the wind~

Tuesday, 30 May 2017


I'm about to embark upon my first experience of a book club. This is super exciting and will encourage me to read as much as I used to before motherhood. Our first book will be Waiting by Ha Jin. This feels strangely apt.........

Sunday, 28 May 2017

Reminded I am

There are songs that I discovered after you, which remind me of you. It's not only the lyrics. Although of course there is some of that. Nor is it just because of the emotions in the sound. Though obviously this plays its' part. Largely, it is the connections that are reminiscent. Like stepping stones, a musical pathway, as accidental as the road that led to you.

The pathway steps along like this: Heartless Bastards appeared as a recommendation on YouTube​. I realised, albeit through alcohol infused memories, that we'd listened to them together. They were new to me then. I still don't know if Cigarettes after Sex came up for us. Though I have a feeling that they did. Maybe because of Heartless Bastards and maybe because of you, Cigarettes after Sex appeared on YouTube next. Some time later, a few months perhaps, Snowmine arrived. And it is Snowmine that triggers thoughts of you more than any other music. Though we never listened to this band together. I think you'd like them. 

Even if everything else you gave me was flawed or perhaps even false.  I do thank you for the music. There is authenticity and great beauty in it all.

Ironic though it be, reminded of you I am. 


Friday, 26 May 2017

Love will win

It seems impossible to comprehend how the families and friends of the young people who died in Manchester will continue with their lives. Yet, I do know that somehow, with support, with love, they will.

Those that lost their lives in Manchester and across the globe, I hope they are resting in peace.

Those that have lost their loved ones, I hope they will meet and hug in their dreams.

It is difficult but somehow we must continue with our unique way of life because there is no absolute blueprint on how we should live. As long we operate with a continuous pattern of kindness, we are living a good life.

Though it seems hard to see at this time, in the end, love always over-shadows hate.


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