She fell from Grace, or so they said
a million and one times over...
The morning after…
Don’t worry how I slept or the empty...
Man's best friend
The dog is privy to that phrase...
I feel awkward
at times...
She struggles to lower
Her fickle anchor against Life’s...
28/02/2017
I asked you for a share of...
Black paint spatters cover a room
that once glistened from the...
I sit back to watch and wonder
how my life is so incomplete...
Little did I know
Suffering from shame...
I’m begging you
Not to cry...
Where are you now? (A poem about Dementia)
I’ve tried to find out where you go, when you...
Time doesn't help
Love doesn't help...