Magic

Once upon a time I believed in magic I could almost smell it Almost taste it It was close But never close enough to touch Always at arms length always round the corner And nothing on this earth came close to the magic that I knew Was lurking Somewhere out there Somewhere just ahead But…

Swimming Pool Days

The sun shone brighter then I’m sure Reflecting off the glasshouse Beside the pool Warming us to the middle of our bones The rubber on the inner tube Was warmer then I’d swear Beneath our bare legs As we rocked back and forth One on either side In the sun The smell of mown grass…

Thorns

The thorns in my side Are inadequacy Inconfidence Self-doubt and shame And no amount of asking Will make them go away So I spent my life waiting For my thorns to be removed For maybe once the pain had gone I would be Confident enough Adequate enough Mature enough Wise enough Nice enough Tough enough…

Driftwood

Written for my Father – 31.01.35 – 22.10.08 My father is driftwood Rustic and raw Rare and unique Like a precious antique Yet normal enough To pass by on the beach For There are hundreds more Stretched out on the shore That all look the same But look closely And see There is only one…