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Tag: Gone
Backing myself into a corner?

We met in the September
Moved in together in October
16 years later?
We married.
In 9 minutes it will be our anniversary.
My first without him.
We never really celebrated
He wasn’t into birthdays
Or Anniversaries
A quiet meal
A glass of wine or beer
We were going to be together forever.
The shock when he went
Backed me into a corner.
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
Surrounded by stuff
That holds me in
Trapped in a corner of sadness
Missing him
And tomorrow? In 5 minutes?
24 hours lost in greif
Seahorse

For years I drew seahorses on the sand
A holiday tradition.
He would watch while I drew
Happy in admiration
Sunny, bright days,
Soft sand
Holding hands.
I started doing this
30 years ago
Seahorses gallop into the waves
Dragging my memories
In the undertow
Last week I walked towards a beach
Did not step onto it
Did not pick up a stick and draw
Did not depict this watery creature
I don’t know if I ever will
Again….
Sand particles washed and blown
Away…
Has my tide turned?
I don’t know…
Heartless

Where did you go?
I have invisible memories of you
I notice at night
It’s as if you are next to me
Silently I listen for you
But only hear the cat, snoring quietly
I do feel watched over
After more than 40 years
Gone in an instant
I would love to have you back
If it would mend my broken heart.
Cut

My yard, flowers
Apple tree grows,
Next door? Hedge gone
Cut, hacked, defiled.
The view now, roofs
The birds homes shattered.
Where will the roost tonight,
Open up? Let in the light?
But shade gone, it will be blasted by heat.
The sun not shielded.
A sun trap,
No words can tell my despair?
They left a mess and an old fridge!
Well that’s nice to look at
Not!
Back again!

After 17 hours sleep yesterday my cat asked to be let out. He won’t use a litter tray so I had no choice. That was late last night. By lunchtime today he hadn’t come back so I went looking for him again. I called in the local vets and rang two more practices up. No sign.
Tonight as the sun started to set he sauntered in. He’s currently asleep in my armchair and I’m relegated to the one next to him. But I don’t care! He’s back again and I don’t have to post him missing again! The relief is so great. He’s like a lost lamb returned. I can’t tell you how much better I feel. And his abscess is looking a lot better too!
Waiting

He’s still not home
I’ve been out and looked
Fed up and sad
I feel so bad.
Where has he gone?
I’ve called and looked
Rang up the vets
I’m going mad
Where has he gone
He’s gone astray
My heart will break
Please bring him back
I hope and pray
Missing cat

My cat has gone missing. He’s a large cat with a distinctive smudge on his nose. He might have got shut in somewhere if he’s found a place to sleep in the shade. I’ve looked round the garden, round the back of the house. I’ve knocked on neighbours doors. I’ve been down to the pdsa but they haven’t had him handed in. I rang the local vets, but they are closed till Monday so I rang their emergency vets but they are in Nantwich. He was abandoned by his previous owners who would not speak to the cats protection league so I was never able to get his microchip changed over. He’s a very loving cat, very big, he might have gone up to someone. All I can hope is he might be asleep somewhere because of the heat. But then he comes in for a drink and food? I don’t know what to do. Posted to Facebook.
Chairs gone!

An empty space…. Twenty-five years had a detrimental effect on our armchairs. The springs were gone and I’d added pillows and cushions to try and build them up. At one stage we thought of reupholstering them, they had been very comfortable. But no, when you have to put books in the base of them to hold them up, and the springs dig into the carpet you know it’s too late! I rescued the seat pads and used them to boost the cushions on the settee which is really only used for guests to sleep on. Waiting for two ‘new’ (secondhand) chairs to be delivered tomorrow.
You should be here

By my side
Part of me
Has ripped away
Torn my heart
In half
Lub dub, Lub dub
It’s still pumping
Just.
