Paperwork
Lots of paperwork
Things to do,
Things to sign
People to inform
Life isn’t just simple
What to cancel
What to keep
Bereavement
You can keep it!
Paperwork
Tag: Poetry
Easier not to talk?
Not talking today, it’s just easier not to.
I could ring friends but why bother
They can’t change things
Having time to rest
Think about life
The future
Then I watched Its a wonderful life
With James Stewart
And I cried
And cried.
That feels better.
There is hope.
Knock on
Don’t be afraid
Knock on my door
I’m here inside
Just waiting to say
Be my friend still
A hug or a hand
Would serve me well
Don’t go away
Leaving a card
But nothing to say?
I need you to stay
Keep me company
I need you today.
Bust computer?
Having fun.
Not
My computer isn’t working
Because I switched it off
Weeks ago
When I hurt my leg
Great!
I didn’t come back upstairs
For months
Now it needs reconfiguring
Go figure
Error
Fig error…
Lost
You went into the maze,
I don’t know where you went?
The dream got hazy
I turned round
And you were gone
I searched and searched
No trace of you
My soul is torn
In two.
Farewell
Somewhere between here and there.
You’ve gone.
Lost in the space between dreams.
Departed, like the ghost of Christmas present.
Full of fun and grumpy too.
Never a dull moment with you.
Life will be so lonely.
Do you know how many hearts you have touched?
If I could hold your hand one more time.
Kiss your lips, say goodbye.
My one and only man.
My green man…..
Silence
If I’m not about
I’ve not gone
I’m here in your heart
My silence is a quiet breath
A silent prayer
Just know
I’m still there
With you.
Old windows in winter
Cold, chilly, breezy
Old windows in winter
The plants cling on
To cold life
Succulents seem impervious
To the chill factor
Unlike us humans
Who shiver
And wither
Most Favourite?
Who are your current most favorite people?
It could be anyone.
It depends on what you are like?
Are you pleasant?
Do you care about others?
There are so many people
With different traits
Fantastic ideas
Idealistic behaviours.
Do you have to be perfect?
No, humans aren’t,
But if you try….
You could be a current favourite.
Mend him
I’m painting a broken man,
The cracks run through him
Shards of bone and flesh
Split and shattered.
Gluing him together
Bit by bit… With Gold
Like Japanese pottery
Once broken
Now finally held
With love.
Mallaband-Brown 