The Box

Memories and feelings
All wrapped up in cotton wool
And bubble wrap;
Gently placed inside the box
With polystyrene pieces
And packs of desiccant;
Sealed and marked,
“Do not destroy,”
And archived.

For now, I have no need
Of memories or feelings;
Now that you’ve gone
And left me all alone
To face the bleakness of a future
Filled with sadness,
Filled with tears,
Filled with grief,
And uncertainty

Maybe, some day,
Our great grandchildren
Will look inside
To marvel at the love we shared.
“How quaint that they should be
Together, Oh so long!”
And give us pride of place
Upon their shelves
And mantels.

Or maybe you and I
Will reunite
To open up the box
And let the memories rekindle
The love that bound us
Together, forever;
To set the feelings free
To flood our hearts
And souls.

‘These three remain:
Faith, hope, and love;’
Anchors for this lonely soul
To which I cling with calloused hands
That long to feel
The softness of your cheeks.
Faith, hope, and love
That soon we’ll reunite
In Paradise.


I know many of my readers will have read this when I first wrote it.

It was originally written (with a different photograph) as a tribute to friends whose long and happy marriage tragically ended when she lost her battle with cancer.

Recently, however, it has taken on new meaning for me and I wanted to share it again. I hope you understand.


You can read more of my poetry here

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Love Would Linger On

Her tortured breathing

Slowed to a gentle whisper

Till she breathed her last

As life finally left her

He knew: Love would linger on

The Registrar

Proud parents enter

Carrying their new baby

To register his birth

Congratulations, I say

Thank you, they respond

Little do they know of why I’m there

They walk in

I walk out

Hands trembling, heart breaking

I know I’m not the only one who’s suffering

But I was there to register, too

And I was leaving with her death certificate

Holding On

Ivy Rough Terrain

With the pressure cracks appearing
Where the stress is brought to bear
As the heat begins increasing
And there’s tension in the air

The expansion joints are suff’ring
And decisions must be made
Do we need to start explaining
Why we aren’t prepared to trade

Are there insults in our future?
Or will difficulties rise?
No, we will remain united
I can see it in your eyes

So we sit in meditation
On the troubles we’ve been through
And despite the opposition
We know what we have to do

It may be that this decision
Isn’t one we want to make
But we’ll act with dedication
And we will not ever flake

And with all our good intentions
We are standing proud and tall
We are standing here for justice
Knowing truth will conquer all