Overflowing 

Could I love you more if I tried? 

A love that bursts out of me 

Filling my heart, my mind, my soul

I could only love you more 

If I was granted another 

Life

A Reunion that Wasn’t 

They were due to arrive. The mother, her son aged twelve and her baby daughter. They came from a distant land, flew across oceans with hope in their hearts. To start a new life. To start afresh.

They were stopped at the gate. We don’t want you here, they were told. You are not welcome, we are sending you back.

Behind the gate and out of sight, balloons and family were waiting. The brightness of the balloons colored the hall. Evoking a happiness that should have been.

And for another day, the balloons bobbed with life.

Living Water

I looked with envy

At the seducing images of 

Cars

And yachts 

Perfumes 

Handbags 

Shoes

Houses 

Horses

Hair

Nails

Fashion

Gold and silver 

Until my parched throat 

Begged 

For living

Water 

Into Eternity

I thought of how 

I would never hear your voice again 

I would never hear you tell me 

You love me for one last time

I thought of how 

Our hugs had all been hugged 

Our words had all been shared 

Our memories had all been made 

And I wondered how long 

Eternity could be

21 Years


I see you in my dreams
I hear you in my mind
I feel you in my heart

I remember the very night
You flew from the land
And from my life

I am married now
I have a beautiful boy
And a daughter who looks like you

You are a grandmother now
Your legacy to the world
Your purpose lives on

I live your lessons every day
In my heart and in my life
And all I have is one tiny message

From my heart to yours
After all this time and what has been
Your baby girl is okay

Grace

There is a grace to be found

In the difficulty of each day 

For without the struggle 

There will never be 

Victory 

Solace

My soul seeks solace 

In the gentle flowing river

Of my thoughts 

To find a comfort 

In a world of pain

My soul seeks solace 

In the quiet gentle 

Heart of me 

A Dream

I have a dream 

To write until 

My fingers are scratched 

Until my eyes have cried 

The last of my tears

To write until 

My face aches with the 

Smile of achievement 

Until my words fly 

From the source into 

The world 

Into hearts

Into minds 

I have a dream 

To touch 

To love 

To empower

To write 

Nightmare

An opaque night lures me

Into its clutches 

So there is company

For the nightmares that

Haunt 

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