‘Til Death us do Part By Claire Allison Prital and John were your average couple. They had met at a university in London, and had been swept up into one another’s lives ever since. Prital was young and vibrant, while John was introverted and shy at time...
When turning fifty becomes a dreamWhen growing old becomes a wishWhen there is no chance for goodbyesWhen regrets and last encounters are sighsWhen there is no tomorrow nor nighWhen mortality of human kind is forced uponWhen destiny believed to be respons...
THIS OLD WOMANThis woman has grown bitter and twistedlike an old knarled treethat sits atop a barren, rocky outcropthat looks out over the sea.Buffeted by winds and salty airstripped bareof life.Stubborn and resolute.Holding on till death to be rightto wi...
Let me introduce you to Cara.She was beautiful. Hazel-brown eyes in a clear face, rounding when she smiled. A fiery light sparkled in each eye when you spoke to her about something she loved. Or hated. She had a temper like a cat, spitting when annoyed, b...
Don't be burning, oh heart;don't be yearningfor those who can't afford a love like you,mistake life for this and that routine,hold on to joys so dull and mundane.You are in misery,burnt from the core.They can't possibly cease,these fireball tears.And yet,...
no womb to take your tears to the hurt, above you – you, only a petite full-grown from a premature fetal fist – forced to let it lurk inside the three hundred ninety grams of it all as well as the mere seven pounds not once not twice nor the nth time but...
As the snow falls silently outside my window, I sit here dreaming of you. I miss the way you smiled at me when I would run off on a tangent, then forget what I was talking about. I miss how you would sit at my desk working intently as I lie on the bed and...
Late the next morning, when Mr Robin Redtummy sang outside her front door, the little fat fairy rolled out of bed, sleepy but excited! She showed the stately bird her dress, and the fireflies (whom he promised not to eat – he told her they gave him indige...
On feet of cat silent at night, These thoughts of mine escape the light. Moments remembered of distant youth, Bliss and sadness entwined in truth. A boy so young and searching for love, Her eyes found his like a light from above. The days and nights he sp...
Where is this place where all my smiles have hidden? Where all my laughter is banished to a place forbidden. What is this loss I can’t quite name? Where all my days and nights look just the same. And what is this need that confuses me so? Wasn’t it her wh...
A pane of glass, a window made, My world blossomed looking through. A thousand memories I wouldn’t trade, Looking out of it and discovering you. In my mind I knew our fate, This girl next door and me. I knew my heart was just too late, And it would never...
A Time and Place by Rumple deWriter It had all ended. The last hymn faded into silence. The last prayer spoken. The last condolence given. Mike still couldn’t cry—not yet. Back home he fell into an uneasy sleep filled with the same dream. Flames and smoke...
You walked out of my life one Sunday morning. “See you later for dinner!’ you said with that wicked twinkle in your blue eyes and you never returned. You were exercising your favourite racehorse on a magnificent stretch of beach, laughing aloud at the she...
I recently lost two relatives who I was not close to. I have also been thinking a lot about separation and the reasons behind it. This poem is about making amends and finding peace before it’s too late. Souls like lights, travel through space,Trails cross...
