Wailing Heart

written February 2015….. What powerful heartbreak in these words… 5 months on and I still feel this deep sadness after your passing. I do not want to see newborn babies and have difficulties seeing pregnant people. Why am I learning this bitter lesson? Why cannot someone else learn it? Why does it have to be…

Hope Left via Back Door

I wrote this poem in February of this year. I was really struggling and just wanted to go somewhere and be alone…. I had no hope left. Two months later i feel more positive. More relaxed.   Five hundred twenty two days equivalent to one year, five months and four days It is 10.40 pm,…

Trapped Silence

Day in day out, in and out I sit in front of a Motionless screen, typing, Panic rising. Exhaling and inhaling deep breaths. ~~~ Tortured beyond words Of deep anguish Of annoyance Of despair Of frustration All mixed in one. ~~~ I feel trapped In a meaningless Enterprise, Where only Numbers And Numbers And more…

Our Angels

Our Angels For all the parents with Angels in heaven I am never very far away, Always close by, Sitting on your shoulder: When you call me by name I hold your hand, wipe away Your tears, though I am invisible You turn around and Wonder what that sudden warm Breath was, what that sudden…

Perservarence

I wrote this poem on 8th November 2015.  My son was laid to rest on 8th November 2014.  I always seem to be linked closely to dates.  Reminders everywhere.   I remember writing this poem because i was trying to convince myself that despite all the BrOKenEsS in my life, i need to trust God to…

BrOKenEsS

I wrote this a few weeks before my son’s first birthday…. nearly a year ago…. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A year ago I was eagerly anticipating the birth of my son’s arrival.  I was eagerly looking forward to a future that every pregnant woman was looking forward to.  We watch our bodies change shape.  We watch as our…

A Glimpse Through a Looking Glass

I remember writing this after I heard about my mum’s two cousins committing suicide.  It was like thunder had struck me and I was viewing life through a looking glass, and watching it flash by before me.  It could have been me…. but it wasn’t….. I realized i had to take control of my life…