Saturday, 9 July 2016

SIX MONTHS IN

The disappearing beauty of an early morning dew
Is lost on me ...
Part of my heart died with you.

Posed questions are now just muddled through;
Unsolved by me ...
Part of my mind died with you.

A star-studded night sky is just plain dark blue -
Or so it seems to me ...
Part of my soul died with you.

One half of a partnership instead of two.
So unused to being me ...
Part of my life died with you.

Saturday, 14 May 2016