Seasons’ Close – The Spoken Word
Originally about the end of the cricket season, Season’s Close is also about the ending of any era, with the hope that the good times will be back before… Continue Reading
Browsing Category: Poetry
Somewhere Inside
I used to tell my children The darkness is your friend To help them sleep at night Even though I always slept With the curtains open Before I met their… Continue Reading
Not The Right Time
I saw death loitering By the back door Out of the corner of my eye, Briefly illuminated by the glow Of my pre-dawn cigarette. She sniffed at the smoke, Stepped… Continue Reading
2020
It is the weight of this year, The heaviness of each dark morning, The silence of the first waking, And the emptiness of air Where once warmth was, That makes… Continue Reading
Season’s Close
Summer always comes to its end Too quickly, too soon, and Regrets are too easily dwelt on, And sadness inevitable, after these Days of joy and fear, and the Bonds… Continue Reading