Poetry Blogs (2020, living)
How do you know what’s old? How do you know if it’s too old? People will ask “can it feel new again?” because it’s human nature. It’s human nature to hold on to what we love, and what made us feel loved. But in the end, when you look back on it, that feeling changes. History is a process. It’s a process of knowing where you’ve been, why you’re holding on to it, and when to let it go. I used to thi...
Friday 16th October 2020 2:55 am
From the day you are born
On the first day you cry
To the safe place you sleep
In the cot where you lie
On that first day at school
Where you struggle and try
From the first girl you kiss
To the way you feel shy
From your very first job
To the company tie
On the day that we met
To that very first sigh
On that day that you left
To the first ques...
Thursday 7th May 2020 2:33 pm
The hopes and desires of the wishing well
Bring forth from my longing eyes a watery droplet
That hangs for a moment and then slides gently down my cheek
Onto my lip awaiting the taste of the salty stream of my expectations
The flavour recalling a beautiful seaside scene, youth in its element
And a family outing to be cherished forever
A hopefulness knowing no imagined boundaries...
Friday 1st May 2020 10:32 am
Life is simple, yet complicated by seemingly insignificant moments that make all the difference in the end.
It is the unfiltered thoughts that escaped from our mouths in our weakest moments
It is the words that ruined relationships because we were too stubborn to apologise
It is the time that has passed between friendships in which too much has happened to reconnect
It is the memo...
Thursday 30th April 2020 12:50 pm