Every now and again
I allow myself to think of you
I forget myself
And a life we once knew

But all that is gone by
A life full of dreams
I still remember and cry
Of what could have been

Walking on the road  
a ***** beggar
dropped a coin
but I gave a weird look
But in-turn
he gave sarcastic look
and said,  "am ugly,
am ugly because of you.."

Why does rain smell?
How come leaves make that
Crunching sound when walked
Upon in autumn? That
Great October Sound.

We love seconds and minutes.
Hours and days are for the
Weak,
Weeks and years for the
Hopeless romantics.

Nothing hopeless
About our romance.
We just shut up and take it in.
Love? Photo album in words?
Yes.

We know it.
It's like laughing when her
Dog Shelby
Kisses me, and I kiss her back,
Wet snout and all,

And she carries that kiss to her
Owner;  
So beautiful by the mirror,
Asking me:
Should I wear the black or the

Purple dress? and I lean back
And enjoy her trying them
On.
We are the Moment People.
We snapshot microseconds

And capture them
Like this.
This is why we're poets.
We help them remember.
We write for the ones we love.

I dipped my toes in the water
And watched the circles of ripples ebb away
It was almost as though the water was running away from me
My intrusion to its serenity

Tears roll down my face
As card and flowers are on display
In readiness for mothers day
I turn and walk away

Memories of you come to me
I close my eyes and all I see
Is my wonderful mummy
Taken away so suddenly

You were always so very brave
But you  I could not save
So while the world celebrates
I bring flowers to your grave

I love and miss you mum! ❤

When this skin
was young and ironed,
well it fit,
like new things do;

that was then
but now I find
the cracks within
are showing through.