Poems

I started writing a book…!!

Something I have wanted to do for a very long time, I’m not sure what I am doing or where it will ultimately lead but I thought I would leave a link to the first chapter here, any feedback is very welcome.

The story is based on actual events in my life but will be heavily fictionalised as well.

https://www.chapterbuzz.com/Sparks247/484/when-everything-changed-working-life-had-been-steady-happy-the-same-until-it-wasnt-by-sparks-jackson

Please have a read and leave a comment to tell me your thoughts.

Sparks

Literature, Poems, poetry, Writing

Secrets and Lies

The poison drip, drip, drip, from his mouth
As always, drip, drip, drip
Into the ears of the innocent
Twisting the thoughts of youth
Killing the dreams of a child

Speaking his venomous words
Reaching through the generations
Ruining so many lives
Turning us all into his toys
Breaking them
Destroying them
Violently
Insipidly
Despicably
Leaving nothing but secrets and lies.
Poems

No Closure

As time has gone by
I have realised that there will be
No closure

You left and took everything
Including your explanation
And I realised there will be 
No closure

You took it all because you 
Thought you'd earned it
That somehow you were more important
More deserving

You stole my right to memories
You stole my trust in anyone
You left anger and sadness
You left me alone
You left and I will have
No closure
Literature, Personal Blog, Poems, poetry, Writing

Phoenix : part one

Little bird

Flying free

Didn’t know what she should be

Flittered and fluttered

Landed and played

Found fellow fledglings

But all of them fade

Cold and alone

She struggled to feed

To try and stay warm

She snuggled in trees

Without fellow feather

She couldn’t survive

The freezing cold weather

Drew out her life

Her body was still

The light in her wanes

A single sparks will

In her beady eye stayed…

Literature, Poems, poetry, Writing

Crow #writephoto

#writephoto

The crows are crowded

And shrouded above where we can’t see

They are plotting our fate

And making us wait

for care we so desperately need.

The clouds have gathered

Ice flows melt

Dreams are shattered

Fate is dealt

We wait and hope that the slippery slope

Won’t take our feet from under

The crows fly high above the waste

The world fallen asunder.

Literature, Personal Blog, Poems, poetry, Writing

Son

Restful now.

I watch you sleep

Your dreams

Inside your mind I would peep.

To See

To know

To understand

To be the parent I’d always planned.

I would teach

I would know

Be the one to help you grow

Your mind can be a mystery

To all of us around

In seeing its simplicity

Never lost

Still found.

My son was diagnosed with autism in 2011. Nothing in my life is more rewarding than him. It’s hard, he is 9 and I have never had a real conversation with him. We tiptoe through the world of communication using skills and ways we have been taught. We are getting better all the time at communicating with each other. It’s become another level of existence and it’s a wonderful place to be.