#livewell
No pressure to be up today,
blessed or cursed, hold on
the hands in yours may be tiny,
of passion, steady, familiar,
frail or memorial
they touch the same
and need you here x
Dec 25, 2021
Dec 25, 2021 at 5:14 AM UTC
Christmas past
is always framed
with melancholic gilt
though its broad strokes show
no love held is ever truly lost
Christmas present
as the Polaroid is shook
takes time to reveal itself
best when pressed in the pages
of the whole story
Christmas future’s binary
seems pixel cold, clinical,
bed-ridden fears looming
but, my dears, don’t fret:
we’ll get what we deserve
Dec 24, 2021
Dec 24, 2021 at 5:48 AM UTC
You are made of gold
But each moment you can’t hold
Even you are not your own
Though each breath is what you’ve sown
Your life is in God’s hand
Who counts each grain of sand
So give everything you are
Because death is never far
Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 4:50 PM UTC
In a world purely about survival,
the best revenge I can have is
to live well and succeed
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC