It’s been seven long months with the wee beastie inside of me,
Worrying about the population of the minx,
My lungs still not up to capacity,
Breathing problems resemble the Sphinx.
Read More »The Wee Beastie!
Tag: Poetry
Head West then North.
Is it weird that I haven’t cried,
Since the day you died?
I had to be the one who was strong,
For other people to hold on.
Read More »Your Special Day
Today you would have been three.
Oh, the things you would see,
A party in the sunshine with our clan,
Finally able to hug your Gran.
Read More »When My Life Became Blue.
Take care of your sister,
You were just sad she wasn’t a mister,
Treating her like a boy,
Calling her names and sapping her joy.
Read More »Life’s Great Song.
I listen as you enjoy your time,
Cackling as you drink your wine,
The gossip flowing from your lips,
Is enough to sink the heartiest of ships.
BFF.
It’s a rather lonely existence,
To be kept at a distance,
Watching as people go on,
Feeling like your wrong.
Effortless as they lead,
Tales of wonder and mead,
A perfect life without you,
The sad one who feels blue.
Read More »The tale of Scatter Brain Jane
Scatter Brain Jane has something wrong inside,
Her head is a giant jumble that she tries to hide,
As you pass by her outside on the street,
She looks so normal as she smiles to greet.
Read More »We choose hope.
How many times will you say the word no?
Should we beg and plead in order to go?
It Is this relationship working for us?
Remember the times you made such a fuss?
The Lost Season
I don’t want to hear carolling,
My heart needs some consoling,
The season lost by a missing piece,
It’s once bright magic has decreased.
New Tomorrow?
It feels as though I let you all down,
The grey cloud above the perfect town,
A caterpillar who won’t become a butterfly,
Silent nothings that haunt your battle cry.
Patches of frost on newly bloomed rose,
A tiny hole in your beautiful new clothes,
The ugly duck in a lake filled with swans,
Decaying rust that muddies antique bronze.
