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Where You Are Is Peace

Take me with you to where you find peace

Let me rest beside you within the forest’s shade

Hide me away under the moon’s purple-pink rays

I want to breathe in the cool calm and swallow it down


Take away the pain that is throttling my heart

Let me rest beside you feeling safe in your arms

Hide me away within the blanket of your sweet love

I want to breath in the scent of you and let it fill my lungs


Take my hand in yours and never let go again

Let me rest beside you, I can’t be alone another night

Hide me away from this world that is intent on crushing me

I want to breathe in the warmth and security of your luscious love





Before And After

Do you have a major marker in your life? An event that changed the course of your life in some respects? A signpost that indicates the way life was before and the way life has been since?

I know that I am not the only one who has been through a life-changing event. In June it will be four years since I was the victim of a serious crime. Before that night I had been through a period of intense stress in connection with my flatmate Jack.

restaurantI saw Jack several times that day. I saw him when I was heading out to enjoy an evening with friends. I could not forget him while I was with my friends. He had been in the elevator on his own when the doors opened on my floor. I did not want to be in the elevator on my own with him. I stepped back and let the doors close. I walked down the stairs instead. It was hard to receive hostile cold glares from him. There was a huge surge of pain and despair that I was hiding from everyone. I don’t think anyone realized how heart-broken I was.

One of the girls who lived near me wanted to drive me home, but I said I would like to walk as it was still light. And walk I did, but in the opposite direction of home. I walked towards the local park. On the opposite side of the park a fairground had popped up that weekend and there was a carnival atmosphere amongst the people I passed on the way to the park. It was a beautiful summer’s evening.  It had been one of the hottest days of the year. There were joggers and dog-walkers and teenagers sitting in the grass talking and laughing when I arrived and when I sat down on a bench.

I was so consumed with despair, I did not notice that daylight had fled completely and there was no longer anyone else in the park, until a stranger sat down on the bench besides me.

AmbulanceI woke up the next morning in an ambulance on the way to hospital. It was almost a year later when I returned to London, to work, to try to rebuild my life.

I don’t often think about that night. But it is always there. A major marker in my life. An event that changed the course of my life in some respects. A signpost indicating life before that night and life after that night.

I am sure that there are others who know what is like to have a “before and after” signpost in their life.

I might write about this again some time…but right now, I am too tired 🙂




It’s Only You Who Can Choose

You say you want a relationship with me

But I don’t feel your invitation is genuine

If you don’t reveal more of what goes on in your mind

If you don’t open up and share your heart with me

There is a solid wall you have built up

I do not have the power to unlock those gates

Every now and then I have the slightest peak at what you hide

But it is only you who can choose to open yourself to me



This was in repsonse to the picture prompt from Sue Vincent…I wrote it while waiting for my friend to arrive. And now I am heading out to feast on cake and drink copious amounts of tea.



Only If You Come With Me

“They say life is (or should be) a great adventure. The great unknown inviting you to dive into it. The quest for knowledge, understanding, purpose awaits.

Mountains to climb propelling you to glory. Ravines to forge deepening your appreciation and strength. Rainbows to pursue inspiring your dreams.

There is so much to see, so much to do, so much to taste. Staying stuck in the mud, rooted to the same spot, so that you never grow, would be a tragic waste of life.

Overcome your fears, eliminate everything that holds you back. Rise to the challenges. Let your hunger for life lead you to adventures near and far. Go out into the world and live.”

Only if you come with me.”

“Would you really take me with you?”




And Now You Rest In Peace

This dreadful poem

(I can only apologise for my pathetic attempts at writing poetry)

is inspired by Jack

– who is still alive and kicking by the way:

Ever the benevolent

Forthright and daring

Always so noble

Applauded as caring


They knew not of your heart of stone

Tales of snuffed out romance you did not want told

Afraid that a woman may distract you

Hardening your resolve, letting your own blood run cold


Only I really knew you

Why you put valour and volunteering before all

I will honour you forever

My love will never fail, my regard will never fall


You have lived without luxury or comforts

And now you rest in peace

Their thoughts of your good deeds will fade

But my love will never cease