Frosty Morning

Leaves dressed like princesses

Paved the winding path

Of her morning walk

And her wandering mind.

The intricate jewellery

Worn by Mother Nature

Made her cold heart warm

And her warm hands cold.

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Run to Live to Run

She ran because to stand still was to die.

He didn’t understand why this was so;

But he was not the one whose head said go.

She couldn’t stop her run to question why.

But could she answer, even if she tried?

If time stood still allowing words to flow;

Words painted in this moment, would they show

A truth her lips at other times denied?

She knew not why she ran, but knew she must,

And why she must, she questioned not at all.

She sucked in air, left footprints in the dust,

Pushed questions out of mind or she would stall.

She ran to live, or did she live to run?

Who knows, but no; she did not run for fun.

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Delicate petals

Catching light amongst darkness.

Grey skies overhead.

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Walk On?

Each step took her closer to oblivion.

Boldly she walked on;

Sure feet

On a path

Of broken glass

Scattering with each step.

The shards pierced her soles.

The pain eased her soul.

The aching


The ache to step once more

Once more


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Re Think

Looking forwards,

Never backwards,

Not quite liking what I see.

It’s important I remind myself,

Of who I want to be.

In honesty,

I’m getting there.

I’m doing pretty well.

But I’ve got a brain

To whom good things

Are rather hard to tell.

I zoom in on the negative;

I pick the good apart.

Seeing dirt around the edges

Not the clean and healthy heart.

But the first step is awareness,

Knowing that I think this way;

The next is slowly changing

How my thoughts wrap round each day.

The change will be a process

Incremental but profound;

And in time

The grip the dark thoughts have

Will slowly be unwound.

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The Day [Sonnet]

Translucent tears told tales opaque and old,
Of lives half-lived, half hidden – always scared.
The scars of stories, harsh and aged and cold
Ran deep beneath the skin of souls, lives shared.

To run was something each one could have done;
And yet, they paused transfixed throughout the years,
The pain distorting lives, forbidding fun;
Their lives, entangled, weaved with growing fears.

Not one had planned for life to be this way.;
If each could change the course of blood and sweat;
In heartbeats they’d have done so. Yes? And yet…
They pliéd, each united by that day:

A day that each forever wished undone.
A day that saw the many cast as one.

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On Hiding 

You can only fall so far
Fall so far before you hit
Before you hit the ground
The ground rides up to meet you.

You can only run so far
Run so far before the past
Before the past runs hard
Runs hard and sprints to meet you.

You can only hide so long
Hide so long before you’re found
Before you’re found by those
By those who want to meet you.

Stand fast,
Don’t fall
Don’t run
Don’t hide
But let the past thoughts greet you.

And greet them open eyed
Don’t fall
Don’t run
Don’t hide
Or else those thoughts will surely eat you.

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