Poetry Blogs (dispair)
i am as a sapling in the shadow of a hundred year oak
try not to breathe, not to stir
i wish to remain unnoticed at the edge of your meadow
here in my solitude
i dare not disturb this perfect silence
inexplicable and deeper than night
nothing casting it
a black shadow wavers in the bright sunlight
it covers the the meadow floor
pulling at my curiosity I am lost in it's mystery
Sunday 16th June 2019 10:44 am
Dear Una, I remember everything like it were yesterday,
two little sisters, hand in hand, if only I could rewind and replay,
Remembering the times when we just had each other..
Searching around, asking people 'are you my Mother'?
Time went by when all we felt was fear and pain,
but this anger inside me I can no longer contain..
it's tearing me up from inside my soul..
Thursday 12th September 2013 2:01 pm