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Saturday, 28 February 2026

Simpler

The questions that I ask

Which no one answers

With a yes or a no


Yet they espouse

The pathway to their house

Or their door


But green is the colour

That I seek

Not stop, nor wait, but go



Friday, 27 February 2026

Step

I go there

I go there

I end there

I end there with you


I smile

I laugh

Also I cry

I end there with you


I had to be alone

Life was too too intrusive

But I like your picture

I always go there with you



Thursday, 26 February 2026

Bedroom Reflections

A sink

With a mirror

Another mirror

For make up

One wall of wardrobes

One with a full length mirror

A bay window

To one side of the bed

A Mark Rothko print

On the opposite wall


Above the king-size double bed

A row of cupboards

All of this for certainty

Among the uncertainty



Wednesday, 25 February 2026

Feeling

Outcast

I have cast myself out

And I am slowly forgetting

How to reopen the door


Bitterness

Helps me to be bitter

Humour

Helps me to smile


Happiness

Follows swiftly

As I sit, secure

In my meditation chair



Tuesday, 24 February 2026

Proof

I started writing

Seriously

At the same age

That Shakespeare died

We were both fifty-two

He was a Stratford-On-Avon

And London lad

I have travelled further than he

All the counties of England

As well as many European cities

Have felt my footsteps

Also the line of my pen

But can I be certain

That he had not been there

Before me