Poetry: one I’m reluctant to share

The dress   Wet feet on the mat cool air meets warm skin clean fingers touch glass draw a face with a grin.   In soft cotton blanket she turns with a stare the dress she laid out hanging over a chair.   She wanted to wear it she knew that she must yet memories… Continue reading Poetry: one I’m reluctant to share

Poetry: what my heart has to say

8 months   Some days it feels like you’ve never been gone. Closed eyes take me to yesterday and you are there your colours shining so brightly your laughter filling the room and the sound of my name called with a beaming smile filling my heart life bursting from you your energy radiant and inescapably… Continue reading Poetry: what my heart has to say