Words

The power of words

Your words

Presuming an absent presence

Habitually echoing

As I hope in vein

Wishing 

Willing them

Not to exist

Blank

I’m reminded by the bleak

& the blank

Of the sky

As it starkly juxtaposes 

The chaos

Inside my heart

Even after a storm

There’s hope

Ghostly

As the dust dances

In the wake of the morning

I’m humbled by its 

Tenderness

As it lightly 

Caresses the air

Around my skin

Ghostly

Ghost

Whilst I still have to see you 

Every day

Every moment 

Will keep you 

Ghost

To

Me

Of what we were

The happiness

We 

Had

And how 

You let me

Feel

Good enough 

Thanks

For taking that away 

Too

My heart

My hope

My love

My self worth

And my delight 

I loved you

Worse

You let me

F

A

L

L

In 

Love

With you

I forgive your heart

But 

I won’t

Forget

How you 

Let me

Feel,

As surely

As

You

Let me 

F

A

L

L

.

I was always real

Always full

Always 

Wholeheartedly

Yours.

Yours,

Faithfully,

Sweetheart.

But life

As they say

Goes 

On…

Stepping 

Sometimes to move forward
You feel like you’re stepping back
Sometimes this gives you the space
To feel like you’re on the right track

Sometimes stepping seems impossible
You feel like you’re wading or trapped
Sometimes try standing fast in this moment
You may see something new in this gap

Sometimes to stand is the biggest step
You feel that moving backwards is just too tough
Sometimes your strongest move is to pause
And know that your presence in time is enough

Hope

Hope dances
In the breath between
Desire & despair

She trips the balance
Delicately
Enticingly pirouetting
Between lie & love

‪Her ballet ribboned shoes‬
‪Tread tentatively‬
‪Tiptoes & eggshells‬
‪Like fractured glass‬

‪In precarious dreams‬
‪She leads triumphantly‬

Taking hands 

In the darkness she lies next to me
But just beyond my reach
She’s always with me
When consumed by defeat
In the performance of daily life
Just out of vision
She’s the best support act
With no spite or derision

She’s a silent ghost
No agenda hidden
Except to help me out of this darkness
When all I’ve had is given
Sometimes so distant
Sometimes quite clear
Taking my hand
She quietens all fears

Her presence is fluid, her kindness to the core
Her name is Hope, and her spirit is pure