so long my month of many colours, even so

like whispers from the shadowy corners of the past an old song on the radio yet the frequency is different and doesn’t come in as clearly – sometimes oh, October October, from the first to the last of deaths and loss and promises broken and childhoods that cannot be denied came that September day smashing and crashing as he finally turned and stared it all … Continue reading so long my month of many colours, even so

Weeping And Dancing And Grieving And Leaving

I was asleep when the phone rang, when the nurses at the hospital called to say, “its time”. So about 20 minutes from now, as I write these words, 20 minutes and 5 years, it will be. And how time has danced by, with new friends, new home, new me.  I received the anniversary notification last month, which marks the day I registered with WordPress, … Continue reading Weeping And Dancing And Grieving And Leaving