During a time of year where,
The temperature goes down,
The sun goes down,
Earlier than expected.
How do we pick ourselves up?
Christmas.
The warm and twinkling lights.
The red, white, green, and gold.
The carols we sing.
The wish for snow, that never comes.
The jingle bells ring out only for Christmastime.
Oh, how I look forward to putting my tree up,
Sipping on mulled wine,
Wrapping up warm,
Reflecting on the year as it winds down.
Something in me loves this time.
It’s a time for coming together,
Sometimes the only time.
Sharing stories of christmases long ago,
(Re)watching timeless movies worth gathering around for.
A banquet of food to fill your soul with warmth.
The time of year, we gift each other.
Love and be merry with one another.
Such a beautiful time.
How grateful am I to be able to enjoy this year after year.
How we all embrace the festive period.
This is how it is meant to be.
We wish each other a Merry Christmas.
We laugh, we spend together, we share gifts,
Then before you know it we’re counting down
And a Happy New Year begins.
We must cherish this time,
More than we realise.
For the time that follows,
That perpetual, never-ending dusk,
The cold and dark time that follows…
I always try to block it out.
We must stay merry.
Be jolly, this Christmas.
May the holiday warmth and glow,
Grow within you.
Let it stay with you.
And guide you through that darkness.
It will be spring before you know….
Dec 1, 2025
Dec 1, 2025 at 3:11 PM UTC
Divine timing.
Something I must believe in.
By choice.
By force.
It doesn’t matter.
Life’s clock ticks when it wants.
Life’s events are predestined.
We just have to get there.
Everything we dream
Everything we dread
Everything we wish
Everything we work
Everything we hope,
All possibilities.
All laid out in front of us.
I dream of the day when
All my wishes come true.
All my dreams, wishes, hopes,
All the hard work,
Will pay off,
Some day.
In time.
In divine time.
Oct 8, 2025
Oct 8, 2025 at 6:06 PM UTC
look at me.
my hand caressing your cheek,
as i do this
as i ease you
do you feel me?
i bring myself closer
we’re closer now
i stare deep into your eyes
searching for you
as i look
as i search
do you see me?
i turn over
little spoon
i want your arm around my waist
pulling me in
as you wrap yourself
around me,
as you squeeze
squeeze tighter
and tighter
even tighter?
do you even feel me?
Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 10:01 AM UTC
the digital footprint
a modern record.
how we keep score,
as we move forward.
hieroglyphics,
poetry and sonnets,
philosophical teachings,
those things so far from us,
yes, they’re quite the same.
only now this time,
it’s constantly flowing
through a digital frame,
in a different way.
the humour
the laughter
the delight and wonder
the experience of human nature
we truly never change
we’ve kept score
it’s all the same
our existence in the world,
being noted,
being recognised,
to show we’re here;
we existed.
we experience.
we observe.
we reflect.
we create.
we document.
we remember.
like those moments,
like those eras,
like those people,
from before.
we learn about them,
day in, day out.
we learn from a distance,
removed from those times.
yet, living a life
near identical.
just in a
different
shape.
at a different
time.
we are the parallel,
we are the reflection,
we are the consequence,
we are the continuation,
we are the mirror,
to those who came before us.
they are part of us.
they may even be us.
so, we do what they do.
we do what they dreamed.
the impossible
from their eyes.
…now so mundane to our eyes.
a new frontier
a new facet of life.
the digital footprint
a new proof of life.
Jul 24, 2025
Jul 24, 2025 at 8:54 PM UTC
maybe if i,
go out into the world
searching through
a sea of eyes
hoping yours will meet mine
you will appear?
maybe if i
close my eyes
squint them tight
and then open,
you will appear?
maybe if i
check my chart
or check the stars
to see what is coming,
you will appear?
maybe if i
take a look at the cards
shuffle through my decks
what jumps out?
what can i understand?
when will you appear?
maybe if i
get on my knees
put my hands together
hold them tight
speak a few words to my God,
you will appear?
maybe
in my mind’s eye
if i imagine
you and i
maybe
just maybe
you will come to life?
you will appear?
i’m staring at
an empty void
looking at a blank wall
laying in an empty bed
holding a quiet phone
waiting for you to appear.
now i’m not so sure.
i’ve done it all.
everything i can try.
i don’t know what to do.
hard to believe you’ll show now…
will you ever appear?
Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 7:50 AM UTC
melting into serenity
a feeling so unique and special
relaxation that is unprecedented
i can’t even describe it
just imagine
unimaginable relief
above the clouds,
not wanting to come down from
above the clouds
Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 6:05 PM UTC