Blurry photo

Posted on October 5, 2025 Posted in Fine Art, Memories, UncategorizedTagged Anniversary, Fine Art, Hubby, Loss, Love, Me, Memories, Oil on canvas, Painting, Portrait, Sad, Time, YoungLeave a comment

It would have been our anniversary today. We lived together for years before we married. I painted him when I was about 20 and he still sits in this painting looking out at me. I did a lot of drawings and portraits of him over the years, I am glad there are visible memories of him.

What will happen when I go? Who knows what my relatives will want to do with all my art? Will a local museum take them, or will they just get skipped? I don’t know, I won’t be here but I would like to have some recognition. The trouble is I’m very eclectic, I paint for my self in these images. Ah well, more questions…

Jumping cat

Posted on August 17, 2025 Posted in Cat, Fine Art, Memories, UncategorizedTagged Acrylic on canvas, Black and white cat, Cat, Clever cat, Gatepost, Jumping, Love, Photo2 Comments

Bad photo of my old cat jumping before we moved house. It’s blurry with my camera shaking Parkinsons hands.

I used to walk around with her purring, draped round my shoulders. She would follow me everywhere. Once when I walked into a friend’s bungalow via the back door she sat by the door for ages, I’d come out of the front door and my friend had found her waiting for me!

She would jump across from one gatepost to the other when I tapped the wall. I got several photos of her doing this and used them as the reference for the painting. I actually won a small prize in a local exhibition for this painting.

Alone

Posted on April 2, 2025 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Birthday, Empty, Gone, Grief, Hubby, Loss, Love, Memories, Poem, Poetry, Sadness, stillness, Time2 Comments

You birthday was today

But there is no voice

No laughter

No sudden shout

Of annoyance or glee.

You were here, then gone

Lost in space

Not forgotten by me

But gone from the world

We always held hands

Grasping our dreams

Let’s go out

Take a trip?

Now I stay still

Remembering but not visiting

Still waiting

For your non return.

Writing group prompt: A love poem?

Posted on March 24, 2025 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Grief, Hubby, Life, Love, Missing him, parting, Poem, Poetry, Prompt, Sadness, seasons, Thinking, writing group2 Comments

You hold my heart in your hands.

Squeeze a little and my heart burns.

Squeeze a lot? Somersaults.

The thumping steadies.

I need blood pressure medication.

Once many years ago we met.

First sight love?

No, it took a while.

No dancing bliss.

I almost gave you a miss.

My first kiss? Shy.

Then you were my guy.

But once it started.

Love and happiness grew.

Blossomed in Spring.

Flowered in summer.

Was gentle in autumn.

But flew away and was lost in winter.

Now love and greif mix.

I can imagine no one else.

But you.

My three cats

Posted on March 3, 2025 Posted in Cat, Memories, UncategorizedTagged Black and white cat, Calm, Cat, dailyprompt, dailyprompt-1866, Help, Life, Love, Stress busting, Tuxedo catLeave a comment

What are three objects you couldn’t live without?

My three cats keep me calm. I took my blood pressure today and it was considerably lower when the cat came and sat on my knee.

Each one has a different purrsonality. Calm and relaxed, cheeky and quick to pounce, one that would trip me up if he got the chance. They love being close to me and they are a comfort during some difficult times.

In fact I think they have helped me keep my sanity over the last few months. Keeping them fed and watered, giving them love and attention. I need the love they give back. X

I used to think I was a kid at heart

Posted on October 29, 2024October 29, 2024 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Art, Cheerful, Childhood, dailyprompt, dailyprompt-2106, Fun, Love, Me, Sadness, TimeLeave a comment

What does it mean to be a kid at heart?

Up until recently I think I’ve been a child at heart. I loved to joke, to see the lighter side of life. I liked nothing more than a good comedy, or watching silly videos. Using puns or wordplay to make merry.

But now? A year of world tragedy, personal grief, heath issues has stomped on my head.

I want a time machine, a way of going back, or at least a way of improving my timeliness. Give me a glimmer of hope, lift some of the gloom. Let me get my hands in paint again, spreading colour and love around me. Give me a box of glitter to shake over it. Please. X

Life affirming stories

Posted on September 1, 2024 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged dailyprompt, dailyprompt-2048, doorstep, Flower, Love, Poem, Poetry, Silly story, struck1 Comment

What brings a tear of joy to your eye?

You know the type of story

You find a rose on your doorstep

Unrequited love?

Years later

After a long illness

And sad losses

The person who left it

Falls over in front of you

Conversation ensues

You find out

It was him!

He was nervous

He couldn’t tell you

We must get together

30 years of waiting

True love took its time

But eventually

Struck!

Paws of love

Posted on August 19, 2024 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Black and white cat, Caring, Cat, Happy, Love, nudges, Paws, Poem, Poetry, Purrs, Sitting, Tuxedo cat2 Comments

He purrs, he sits, cheek rubs my hand.

Paws outstretched.

Then one paw reaches out to me.

A greeting, saying are you OK?

Cats know when you need love

They express feelings, you can see it.

Little nudges of his nose against my hand.

He will sit on my knee soon.

Looking after me.

Gardening when I can

Posted on August 3, 2024August 3, 2024 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged dailyprompt, dailyprompt-2019, Flowers, Garden, habit, Hanging baskets, Life, Love, PlantsLeave a comment

Describe one habit that brings you joy.

For years I have filled the back yard with hanging baskets and flowers. This year I had to get help from my sister to hang the baskets as I can’t climb ladders. Then I got plants from a wellness group I visit every week. Some of the plants were going over so I got them for a small amount of money.

I love this habit, but it has its dangers. I use a hose to water the plants as I can’t lift my watering can up. But it’s a trip hazard! I have to be very careful not to fall, luckily I have a grab handle by the back door. But sometimes things get very precarious!

Almost bedtime

Posted on July 18, 2024July 18, 2024 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Day, Heart, Insomnia, Loss, Love, Night, Poem, Poetry, Sad, Sleep, Sunlight, Thoughts, WordsLeave a comment

The nights are getting longer

The days slightly shorter

It’s almost bedtime

But I’m hot

My heart aches, my mind too

So I’ll sit and watch TV a bit

No sensible thoughts in my mind

Just watching the nights decline

Into a slow dawn.

Maybe the sun will shine bright

In the morning after this night.

I don’t know

Time goes slow

When you’re alone

With the pain of loss.

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Love