Me But Not Me
I thought I was strong
When I came across you
Lying dead in a car
And a crowd looking on
I thought I would say
‘Out of the way
she needs CPR’
I thought I would say
'Let me have a go'
I thought I would
Step up to the plate
Be calm and collected
And bring you back,
Let you fight fate
You looked so fine
No mark, just slumped
Eyes closed, ...
Monday 8th February 2016 2:27 pm
Comfy
It’s the end of the day, the work is done
My home sucks me in with warm moist air and protection from all that is undone
The keys clack down on the table, my coat sways to settle still on the peg
Muffled voices and giggles and knocks and clangs come from behind doors and down stairs
And from here and there then become sharper as my presence becomes known to the throng
The telly spit...
Monday 8th February 2016 1:11 pm
Dog
Paws and snouts and whiskers and drool
And muscle and fur and eyes so sharp, kind and cruel
And light and strong and high in their jump
And eager and always hungry and always looking for more
And sleek and shiny and fast and then still
And smelling and sniffing and pushing and tearing
Playful and wanting and watching and rolling
And laying and nestling and warm and smelly
...Thursday 4th February 2016 10:45 am
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