The Final Goodbye. 

I soon came to imagine her as a butterfly
An ethereal beauty whose brief visits
Would lead to tearful departures, leaving me to wonder if this was the final goodbye

My mind became obsessed with the stolen days where she would appear, as if by magic
Followed by the long, wistful hours
Of her absence

Thoughts would drift to tragedy
Surely she would be here if she co...

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Home. 

The only home I ever truly had
Lays beneath the skin and bones I was born with
I’ve wasted so much time
Filling bricks and mortar
With memories and bric a brac

I’ve held onto things that no longer served me
Paid money for memorabilia left to gather dust
My hands have scrubbed and screamed
At the things I once held dear

My cupboards bulged with clothes
Never worn
Books neve...

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Dust. 

I’m not lonely in an empty room kinda way
I don’t feel alone because there is no love
Not even because I feel misunderstood

The loneliness I feel eats my bones
It’s nothing to do with my physical home
Home is full of everything I need
Yet, still I bleed

My blood seeps into every hour that I breathe
No suture can stem the flow of torture
That floods my veins

My eyes weep t...

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I cannot quiet the voices
Anymore than I can command the sea
I do not write to please you
I simply hold the pen
And watch as it sets my soul free

I did not choose to be an artist
Art chose to live in me
It’s a symbiotic friendship
And the succubus of poetry
That will not let me be

There can be no separation
It’s a marriage made for life
For better or for worse
I am forced to write...

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She loved

She tried

She believed

But who was she?

Was she the victim

The survivor

The daydreamer

Or just an misunderstood

Queen?

She knew there was no shape

To grief

No weight in tears

No depth to the smile

From a stranger

She knew she left

An echo

In the hearts

That she touched

But there were no shadows

Only light

Not...

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The problem with sitting on a cloud

Is that it has a tendency to evaporate

Leaving you to tumble rather unceremoniously—

This indeed 

Is something one has to discover

For oneself

Perhaps the birds have known

Since the beginning of time—

Understanding how to enjoy the clouds

Without clinging onto them

For safety is surely admirable

Contemplation of bird be...

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Do not disturb the dust 

There is value to be found

In the lightest of touch

The air should only

Slightly shimmer

If your breath dares disturb

The bird

Or your footsteps wound

The earth

All is lost

Pay attention to the moon

She is friends with starlight

Her secrets must be kept

Lest she lose her glimmer

You will not find a confidante 

In ...

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I will write today

Not because of you

But in spite of you

Just so you know

You didn’t get your way

I will write about success 

Survival

And all the rest

I will share secrets

With the page

And together we will age

We shall meld into one

My page and I

So that when I die

There will be evidence

My truth

Will be my only defence

I did not...

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Reinvention. 

In the corner stands my father

Shuffling in the shadows

The scent of tobacco stains the air

And he chuckles without a care

On the sofa sits my mother

Swift hands collecting flowers

Her smile outshines the sun

Her worries, they’ve all gone

On the staircase leans my brother

He is gazing at his mother

And grinning at my father

They seem...

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Shall We? 

Shall we put the kettle on

Shall we make a cup of tea

Would you like to watch our favourite film ~

We could snuggle on our old settee

Shall we light the open fire

Should we scatter cushions on the floor

Should we cuddle up with our smelly dog

And live what our hearts most desire

Can we just have an early night

And read each other poetry

´T...

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Wolf Moon

Slow is the night stretching out before my blue eyes

The lily is gasping as she swallows the light

And softly, so softly, I tip-toe into the snow

In search of the wolf moon to soothe my soul

Lost little girl deep in the woods

Finds friendship and peace beneath the old wisened tree

Whispering winds caressing the back of her knees

Wolf moon, oh, ...

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A Thousand Times and More. 

I’ve forgiven you a thousand times
Myself a thousand more
These scars do not belong to me
They’ve been cast along the shore

I’ve heard it’s already written
They say true love is destined
We were born with our lover’s name
Carved into our skin

The moon will always
Cast it’s light
On lovers meant to be
But there’s a blind spot in the moonlight

And it’...

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I am woman 

I am child 

I am mother

I’m a lover 

I’m a whore

I’m a nun

I am pure

And I am evil

I am the one you

Love to love

I’m the one you choose

To hate

I am the one who

Cuts you deep

I am the one that

Heals your scars

I’m the woman

Of your dreams

I’m the one

Who tears you at the seams

I am woman

I am lover

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Cry, Annie, cry!

Cold in the grave full of secrets watered in pain

I wonder do they see you as I see the woman

Named Annie, birthed from the stomach of a starved lioness

Cry, Annie, cry

Scream out your suffering to a world asking why?

No longer a place where your anguish is misunderstood

Annie

Did your tears stop

On the day that you died?

Clare Kinnaird...

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The Unravelling. 

You were just one moment

But it felt like a lifetime

To me

One stitch in a tapestry

That unravelled 

Without you there

Now I carry you

Like a mist

That cannot be grasped

Always slipping away

While clouding my vision

Of tomorrow 

Your absence weighting my feet

In memories

Of what could have been

I blink ...

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And if I never met you.

And if I never met you

I wonder, would this day still wrap around me

In a thousand shades of grey?

Perhaps the tender raindrops 

Would never have had a reason to settle in this place.

And if I never met you

I guess I’d still believe the world was cruel

I’d see shadows instead of rainbows

Or suffocate in clouds

As they smothered skies ...

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Cornwall in January. 

Church bells ringing through the rain

Seagull perched upon the highest rooftop

Blackbirds skating through the sky

Clouds sobbing against my windowpane

Chimney tops spluttering like an old man in pain

A congregation of little houses huddled undercover of black slate

Jostling for a view of the sea

Blotted out by a sheet of grey—

This is...

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