Your snores fix the rhythm of my breathing Your breath beats the music of my heart Your heart sets the compass of my loving Your love makes me whole, my counterpart.
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Your snores fix the rhythm of my breathing Your breath beats the music of my heart Your heart sets the compass of my loving Your love makes me whole, my counterpart.
Read MoreThrough those last months with Matt I believed I would never again hear Westminster chimes with pleasure, reassuring sounds of my childhood seemed sullied forever. I had thought the Personal Organizer he brought home last Spring was just another electronic toy that would soon bore him. But as our garden burned with Summer blooms, it…
Read MoreToday my husband and I clocked up forty seven years of marriage. We’ve been together just sixteen weeks longer than that.Yes, that was fast going, and no, I wasn’t pregnant! To celebrate thirty three years together I wrote a poem – a bit of fun but based on the loose facts. I’d like to share…
Read MoreAlone this night airport near deserted, waiting, waiting the announcement to board. Bored? No. Mind still working. The tannoy pings – paging Awatarna – unknown name in an unknown voice underlines I am a foreigner here. Transitory hours killed in unknown shops with reassuring names; but I am misplaced, in transit between worlds that shape…
Read MoreJust to set the tone for Valentine Day here are a few books and films that I have loved over the years. For those who love nothing more than to snuggle up with a great story: The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald: obsessive, and unrequited, love Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte: love through trauma, toward eventual…
Read MoreSt Valentine was a martyr, dying a martyr’s death. Other than that, the facts of the person (there’s also the possibility that the saint was a woman) are open to conjecture. there were lots of people named Valentine because, well, it was a very popular name for around six hundred years as ‘“Valentinus” signified being…
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