Sleep is creeping around the corners of my eyelids.
The room is cold.
A shaft of light spies through the curtains,
Why does light do that?
The curtain never wins.
How can sleep festoon about me, when the spirit
Slips through the chink in the fabric
I am watching the shape of nothing.
Mesmerised by nothing.
Soon, the shaft will be a beam reaching in,
Dragging me into the day.
Sunday 6th December 2020 11:05 am
The gentle tingle of your electric finger down my spine
The wistful sigh of warm breath
The glow of deep soft lamplight and the
Caress of fresh clean sheets.
You tangle yourself up in me.
Our fingers twirl playfully, our heartbeats
In rhythm. Ba doom, ba doom.
I feel a trickle of uncomfortable sweat down my clavicle, but the thereness outweighs my overheating body.
Sunday 16th August 2020 11:28 am
Was it true,
sleep depends on tears?
To refill the well
that had dried up by day,
Or to wet the lids, at least,
by dreaming sad dreams,
With that tearful hope,
had the sleep come by night?
Sunday 26th July 2020 10:40 am
The floorboards above
Crack like rheumatic bones
Late at night
The house groans
And wind whispers
Through the open windows
The curtains open
The lights out
The darkness presses
Against the window
A streetlight drops
White light on the path
I can see a pale moon
Crawling through the trees
A cat sashays
Beneath the porch opposi...
Wednesday 8th July 2020 11:36 am
On the wall of my empty room
I think I'll hang a picture of rain.
Hitting the ground,
And bouncing up to ankles,
The rain will be wetting my socks
And trousers from below;
My eyes will follow
...tick, tick, tick...
Checking everything on the picture,
Until catching a black brolly,
And the shiny enamel shoes,...
Saturday 27th June 2020 7:47 am
When you told me we were done
That you were thinking of leaving
I tried my best to mend my ways
For dread you'd leave me grieving
I've lately grown used to keeping
The hours that blackbirds keep
Awake by your side till dawn breaks
A condemned man waiting for sleep
On tenterhooks I just get by
Waiting for your decision
Blackbirds sing their songs
Friday 24th April 2020 11:09 am
My absent comrade
A fickle and inconstant friend,
of whom I rarely see enough.
It’s within you my dreams reside
but without you, I feel rough.
You’re absent when I need you most,
then sneak up on me, unexpected.
Can’t you see, you’re broken and disjointed
when I need you to be connected?
But if we weren’t to meet again
I doubt that I could I cope.
Thursday 13th February 2020 12:12 am
(This is my real curse)
Insomnia a horrid curse
can't sleep can't converse
everyone in the house well away
got to be up early as well today
insomnia had it all my life
it sucks, I am tired that's life
wish I could close and drift away
awake all night till the break of day
hubby snores so loudly each night
to try and nod I fight and figh...
Thursday 23rd January 2020 2:08 am
It's all I can do
To sit up and gaze upon your beauty
As you lay there
Your chest rising
Once rugged hair now
glistening and twinkling
As the moonlight catches
And I sigh
You're in so deep now
The streaks of silken hair rise and fall
With every breath
I turn next to your face
Lined with the beauty of age
And I quietly observe
The flare o...
Monday 6th January 2020 9:31 pm