Thursday, 23 November 2017

is it a bird?

Conversation in the car on the way to school...
Zach: Sorry I was late this morning but I saw a beautiful bird in the garden and I stopped to take a photo. You're always telling me to notice beautiful things...
Me: Oh of course! What sort of bird was it?
Zach: It was one of those birds that look like a penguin...I don't know what they're called
Me: Pretty sure we don't have any birds that look like penguins visit our garden! What colour was it?
Zach: It was black and white
Me: Do you mean a magpie?!

Zach: Yeah that's it!

Zach is currently studying Maths, Further Maths and Chemistry for A-Levels - but not ornithology it would seem!

Wednesday, 20 September 2017

Remember now?

Sometimes out of the corner of my eye
I catch a glimpse of dreams I used to cherish
covered in dust
bright light dimmed
unloved, forgotten and discarded
what would it take to resurrect them?
do I have the strength or inclination?
I should have done better
shouldn't have been so scared
shouldn't have taken the path of least resistance
I shouldn't have left my dreams behind

who wrote that?
oh yeah I remember now was me!

change in the whether

Used to be that I would wake up in the morning and wonder whether I was going to get shouted at today whether I had committed some great unforgivable sin whilst I was sleeping that would mean that I deserved to be shouted at and humiliated whether I would say something innocuous that would start WW3 or maybe I would make a joke that would offend some small part of his ego that would ruin the whole day and maybe the following day and many days to come or maybe he would have had a dream about me and in that dream I'd not been very nice...or he'd see a news item that would hit a nerve and he would remember something I'd done years ago that he didn't approve of and that would be all the excuse he'd need to lash out at me.
Well I don't wonder 'whether' any more I just wonder when

Friday, 4 August 2017


Sometimes missing you hits me like a huge unexpected wave that knocks me off my feet
other times it just catches my breath
and for a moment or two I forget how to breathe
until I remember how...
I remember how missing you 
is as easy as breathing
and sometimes...
it's as hard

Tuesday, 25 July 2017

Lost and Found

When I was Diamond, you were Gold
The greatest story never told
We thought time's bell would never ring
But I was Summer, you were Spring
The Day was mine, you held the Night
Then all we ever did was fight
Love's young dream that ran aground
When both get Lost, no-one gets Found