Day 145
The world is so full of heartbreak today I can do nothing more than share my love. 31 YEARS Sometimes we forget the road travelled And the pain of making… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: love poem
#InternationalWomensDay
For all the women on this planet, this poem is the most popular that I’ve performed in public. Grab the equality you should have with both hands.Numbers Often,You make yourself… Continue Reading
27 – Sculptures
Sculptures.The now world, the new world,Assigns a commercial possibilityTo each anniversary,And not the precious metals of loveForged in the flames of time. The wood creaks under the passing of it…. Continue Reading
Valentine’s Day
1990 was our first Valentine’s Day.No mobile phones.No internet we knew of.No fake news we knew of.Just the reality of being in love. 2017 is our 28th Valentine’s Day.Mobile phones.Internet.Fake… Continue Reading
Precious Metals
It’s almost a month since our 25th wedding anniversary. Real life reclaimed us all too quickly after a wonderful two days in Torrevieja where we retook our vows, witnessed by… Continue Reading
You Don’t
You don’t know how much I love you AlthoughI spend nights awakeWhole nightsAnd nights awayWhole nightsAnd sleeplessLike the one nowAnd tomorrow And yesterdayBecause it doesn’t stop, in my head You… Continue Reading
23 x 52 x 7 x 24 x 60 x 60
I have walked these yearsAnd failed to keep your pace.Often. I have stepped outBeside youAnd lost your handIn the race to the mundane. We forget what we live for. In… Continue Reading
A Gift
Not so much thought as thoughtlessness. Emptyingmy mind to be you, to see like you, to feel like you,to find something you might love. I leave the station, and follow… Continue Reading
This
The last few mornings, tired,I have crawled across the bed into the space you left,To wallow in your warmth, in your scent,For just a few momentsUntil I hear you downstairs,Rattling,… Continue Reading
Valentine’s Day poem
The things I wish for always disappear. I don’t see enough of you,naked,in the soft light of day,nor in the harshness of artificial light,now I think about it.Routine and habits… Continue Reading