Inheritance*

Life. Love. Learning. Laughter. Things to remember In the happy-ever-after. First steps, first calls, First stumble, first falls, First Going-Out nights, First fights and made-rights. Each governed with love and determination To learn for the better from a tough situation. A legacy crafted by patient degree, By parents setting their offspring free To find their […]

One Hundred Years On*

Lest We Forget The sacrifices made, The headstones hewn, The wreaths since laid, The families grieving, Distraught, believing That loved ones lost Would be worthy of remembering For all they have done in the order of War. Those cardinal freedoms worth fighting for That you and I can wander at will With the choice, for […]

Uphill Struggle*

I walked for my father, my mother, my aunt And for all this, in the end I still can’t Reconcile myself to the fate of each, Watching their lives dissolve out of reach, Leaving behind a mind devoided. If only this could have been avoided. But there, I suppose, the singular lesson That human life […]

The Road Ahead*

Today’s a day to stand in line With others who’s folk share the same fate as mine: The gradual erosion of personal history An insidiously powerful, corrosive mystery; The nature of Fate more fickle than fair, Scouring the mind ’til nothing’s left there. The shell of a person once life and soul Now whittled away […]

Unconditional *

My mother always cared for me With love, strength and dignity From first moments of infancy Til well into my adulthood, Shielding me from the painful Celebrating with the good. Always there when called upon To pick me up and dust me down, Unwritten in her undertaking The stepping back, the mending, making, Knowing when […]

Fellow Ship*

I hope you don’t mind my taking of the liberty To spread a gentlle note of Christmas sensitivity- Quietly respecting those on their own, Whether by choice or a state to bemoan. This time of year can be that much harder When there’s nobody else to share the ardour- The excitement of childhood looking on, […]

Faith, Hope and Gravity*

My mother didn’t know me when I saw her yesterday. There’s really very little else to say -At least, by way of comment, For as much as I lament The fact she did not know my name, The situation will not change. The childlike innocence in her eyes Mixed with clouded adult pride, Knowing in […]