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.

Literature, Poems, poetry, Writing

Photo prompt round up – Window #writephoto — Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo

Windows * Within or without Perception or perspective Where I am standing A frozen vision falters Defining separation * Poised transparency Divides to illuminate Inner and outer States of being held apart Illusory barriers * Fragrance of roses Grown beneath a sunlit sky Calling me onwards From within I am without Wider horizons beckon * […]

via Photo prompt round up – Window #writephoto — Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo

Personal Blog, Poems, poetry, Writing

Dad

He watched me from the doorway

I am surrounded by his protective gaze

a smile appearing on his face

I run to feel his warm embrace

big hands

strong arms

holding tight

I breathe him in with delight

oil and steel

familiar feel

to have you fill that place once more

to see you at the door

would be a dream come true.