Undercurrents of a weeping worldswirl above black watersbeneath the trees, I whisper pleasI love you Eddying down to who-knows-wherethe eye of a storm’s dead certaintywith death, the singularity that takes you Flowers float the River StyxThe Ferryman emerges froma three-decades-long mist, insistsI’ve missed you I light a candle in a cellleave blooms before the river’s swellthe... Continue Reading →

The Messenger – for Alison

The oldest messenger in the universe,yet ageless:through you we are able to travel back in timeand 'see into the life of things.'My son asked me if it would ever be possible to build a time machine,I told him 'we already have one.'I also told him not to be afraid to die, one day,because we are... Continue Reading →

Do not look for me there #poetry #poem

I am not in the ground;do not look for me there:I am the gentle wind that caresses your hairin summer. I am the spring tide rising before crashing to shore;I am the spring light that kisses your face and what’s moreI’m everywhere.   © Experimentsinfiction 2021, All Rights Reserved Today would have been my mum's 63rd birthday.... Continue Reading →

Abide with me – #dVerse Quadrille

Most heartbreaking lines of a song ever written? Tis you, tis you must go/and I must bideLament of the bereaved: We long to cross over,Instead we cry: Help of the helpless, oh, abidewith me-bideth these 3Faith, hope, and never-ending Love. © Experimentsinfiction 2020, All Rights Reserved Written for dVerse Quadrille, hosted by Lisa tonight, who... Continue Reading →

30 Years On #poetry #bereavement

30 years since you walked out that doorinto another world, unknown to meand did you know, that fateful night the wounds you would be opening?Unhealed for 30 years and moreno doubtunending till eternity should close my eyesas they closed yoursand I can never know the details: where did you go in?I hope that it was high upthat your neck... Continue Reading →

EIF Poetry Challenge #4: The Results

This fortnight's challenge, to write an Elegy, produced some truly moving and heart-wrenching responses, as you might expect given the nature of the Elegy itself. My thanks and congratulations to those who entered; I was moved by your words and impressed by how powerfully you used your response to grief to create art which I... Continue Reading →

Parallel Lines

I caught the train by seconds that morning. My sister was already on board.I missed the train by seconds that morning. My sister was already on board. ‘We will meet for lunch after the interview,’ we agreed, as we pulled out of the station.‘We will meet for lunch after the interview,’ we agreed over the... Continue Reading →

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