Hello, my love, how are you?How did you sleep last night?I’d love to hear you sing to methe story of your flight. Well I sense I slept quite deeplyon a bed of broken dreamsBut soundly very soundly for I’m rested now it seems. I dreamt that I was falling.At first I was afraid.But then I …
Green. The colour of the shirt you were wearing the night we first met. The colour of the pastures we promised to help each other walk in. The colour of the freshness you forever brought to our home. The colour of the emerald in the first pair of earrings I bought you. The colour of …
A lopsided playing field emergingLies on the ground on its ownAnnounced, abandoned, goneThe scale is unparalleledMonths away, the light is coming,Will you get its share?The challenge of the miracle is strengthThe lowest it has ever beenAnd it has debtRefurbish or rebuild?Is my life getting easier?Do my kids have a future? After years of goodThe lie …
If it was me, and this was you,Where would you be? What would you do? Would you have yet stopped thinking about the night that we first met?Would the pain of precious memories still escort you to bed?Would heaving loneliness be your most frequented friend?Would your spark have met its match and burnt out to its …
A lime green top, denim jeansThe happiest face I’d ever seenA summer night, aged nineteenAnd you sat down and talked to me We spoke about greener pasturesA better lifeYour words, your voiceLit up the nightYour faith, your love, shone so brightGreener pasturesA better life I called, you answered, we spoke a whileWe laughed, we shared, …