Singularity

For a moment I had forgot
Or rather I had forgotten to remember
To be aware that life moves on
Around me

Engrossed in some singular occupation
I occupied myself beyond myself
And lost myself to those who had
Found me

With Pope Joan
& Lady Nijo
Marlene, Win & Louise
And my hero Joyce

The carer for Angie
The repository for life's troubles
Doubled up deep
Inside me

I lose my way
With words
Yet vow after today
To have more care

Over my singularity:
I will hear the raindrops
Outside
And your voice; once again



A Poem from the collection In such a shabby, crabby way Available for Kindle from Amazon