Sunday, 22 May 2016

Thy in a burst forth ...

into the next phase,
past through the haze,
of bitter in fears,
the sun through the tears.
let's hope this fortuitous stream,
is here in reams.

Thursday, 19 May 2016

Off the grid ...

... I have only just come on it ... 

Today is the start of a week of the next phase of change ... remembering if I can do a year of logs ... I can do the same in restoring the life in life ... 

Although the last time I went away with plans on return ... Life took a different turn ... We see what happens this time around ... 

In time it will be what I would like it to be.. And try to enjoy it as it happens to get there ... 

Monday, 16 May 2016

Contempt into the flow ...

of living seeping out of a burden of time ...

This is still not understood until my recanting of life and finally through channels I have a long overdue diagnosis ... 

I had been to the void of precipice and back yet again ... but there ... we are never taken seriously ... 



Sunday, 15 May 2016

Of life in things to come

After yet another raucous week of cacklin' and cursin'

Thoughts reminding me not to get carried way in these things past. The soon to be events of the future to come upon me

I am actually more keen to fathom out the next stage to organise in the home, despite what anger I might come upon in doing so, tomorrow.

It will mean another area of space being revealed again ...
 And more whoops of joy from us both left behind, from that day ...

Saturday, 14 May 2016

House keeping in altar and change ...

for an impending Silver day and beyond 

We had to still to revisit our honeymoon destination

I will probably go to one of our todo places as a first port of call

The long road to housekeep all areas of life 

to live in the meantime and now 

Tis a challenge 

Tuesday, 10 May 2016

A Spring in Difference ... of the usual ...

... Natures babies ... Bluebells ... Primroses ... Daffodils ... Fields of butter cups ... The start of the  freshly cut grass in gardens and parklands ...

The scattering of daisies yet again which inspired a poem last year ... 
En route to Eltham through our villages on the bus 
And this particular Spring ... catching up with my widening social media in the first interest post crisis in doing so. The chance again to see some amazing things shared. The obscure ... The well liked .. The favourites ... The viral ... In a different style to last time in life ...