All I want to do is cry. I don’t want to try. I’m tired of all this. I can’t take this mess. Tears are welding up. Their building up. Their going to drop. And they won’t stop. Now their falling. Tears are falling. They keep on coming. There’s no stopping. I can’t see. The blurriness [...]

Remember: the small moment my heart stopped beating because I thought I had lost you… Remember: how in that small moment I realized as much as I want you to be invincible…you’re not. Remember: the sad thoughts and questions that are lingering in my mind, bringing more wonders of what life would be with you [...]

Walk beside me a while, let me feel Your presence; your absence surreal, Often present; the lack of a presence Now has past: the past, though is still present. Bemused, my thoughts often take flight. Walk beside me a while, I will see Your lenghtening shadow melt into mine The air we breathe fragrant with [...]

“The past is a bucket of ashes.” 1 THE WOMAN named To-morrow sits with a hairpin in her teeth and takes her time and does her hair the way she wants it and fastens at last the last braid and coil and puts the hairpin where it belongs and turns and drawls: Well, what of [...]

On Jubilee Day the Ramsbottoms Invited relations to tea, Including young Albert’s grandmother- An awkward old . . party, was she. She’d seen Queen Victoria’s accession And `er wedding to Albert (the Good) But she got quite upset when young Albert Asked `er `ow she’d got on in the Flood. She cast quite a damper [...]

Oh Maggie, do you mind the day We went to school together, And as we stoppit by the way I rolled you in the heather? My! but you were the bonny lass And we were awfu’ late for class. Your locks are now as white as snow, And you are ripe and wrinkled, A grandmother [...]

You are my day, you are my night, You are sight, you are my light, You are my heart, you are my soul, To be with you is my goal. You are my touch, My taste, my smell, You are my feel, my inner glow, You touch me, I’m on fire, In your arms I [...]

My garden blossoms pink and white, A place of decorous murmuring, Where I am safe from August night And cannot feel the knife of Spring. And I may walk the pretty place Before the curtsying hollyhocks And laundered daisies, round of face- Good little girls, in party frocks. My trees are amiably arrayed In pattern [...]

You didn’t wanna say that you love me, You didn’t wanna help me when I needed help, You didn’t wanna feel sympathy for me when I tell you something important You didn’t wanna comfort me when I was depressed You didn’t wanna care for me when I was about to die and when I was [...]

Three times thrice hath winter’s rough white wing Crossed and curdled wells and streams with ice Since his birth whose praises love would sing Three times thrice. Earth nor sea bears flower nor pearl of price Fit to crown the forehead of my king, Honey meet to please him, balm, nor spice. Love can think [...]