The farmer sat at his table and cried for his invisible wife
But no one knew he was married
No one knew of this gentle life
They thought he was a single man
He shouted about how his relationship ended
He loved to frolic with his chums
And the freedom he defended
His family had no idea
They thought he was alone
He went into the other room
When he answered the phone
His wife at first she didn’t mind
Until they had their baby
And she realised no one knew of them
As he flirted with ladies daily
Suddenly she started to fade
Her skin became translucent
Her voice muted to a whisper
Her soul became distant
Until one day she disappeared
Left the farmer and their baby
Never to return again
This secret invisible lady
Category: Family
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What if, they don’t wait for an email
Just book a flight
On the 15th of December
No second guessing
Let their eyes meet
8 weeks they’d always remember
A long awaited cuddle
Hold each other close
Share what they have learned
Be guided by their hearts
To make gentle plans
Voice what their hearts do yearn
What if, they do something radical
Throw old plans away
Make a fresh, exciting pathway
Know they have each other
Hold hands forever
And begin their together journey
What if, just what if, they believe
That everything will be ok
And everything will work out…
What if… -
Push it down the sadness
Push it down the grief
Breathe that little shallower
To not rock what’s underneath
Survive another second
Hold back the tears
Breathe that little shallower
Don’t give in to the fears
Distract another minute
Recite helpful words
Breathe a little shallower
Suppress that pang of hurt
Get into the sunshine
Hug those you love
Breathe a little deeper
Let out cries above
Lessons comes in all shapes
Let it start within
Breathe a little deeper
Let healing begin -
Alone wilting wonder
Clouds mask the sky
Foraging for crumbs
Left by the eye
Sacrificing so much
For someone so cold
So close to the edge
Without much to hold
Ideals aren’t a promise
Wishes don’t come true
Without solid plans
Emptiness seeps through
The loss for the future
Has started to creep
The aching is beyond joy
The pain runs deep -
Bad Luck comes in 3’s
They weren’t half wrong
A baby, a husband and a future
In the blink of an eye all gone
What did I do?
What don’t I understand?
Why can’t I see
How awful I am?
I’ve been called
All the names under the sun
I’ve been abandoned
At my weakest point
Yet in silence I stay
Smiling with everyone
Shutting down
I get weaker
Reaching out
It gets darker
Is this the love
That we’re looking for?
What did I do?
What don’t I understand?
Why can’t I see
How awful I am?
What did I do?
What don’t I understand?
… I must be so awful
Why can’t I see
How awful I am?… -
I’m struggling today my love
I’m struggling with grief
Somehow the future slipped from us
Was it something we did?
An April fools trick?
Or is this a test from beyond us?
It seems really silly
To be this upset
But something has changed within me
A switch has been flicked
Time has ticked
And now somehow I feel empty
I know deep down it’s for the best
We weren’t quite ready
And now we can plan a bit better
Not carried by the storm
All fuzzy and warm
We can prepare, go slow and steady
I hope you’re ok
And not feeling too strange
With this brief whirlwind we got caught in
I’ll finish my letter
Catch ya later patata
Sending kisses a million
x x x -
She ground her feet
Connected to the sky
Placed all her trust in what’d be
Upturn her world
While excitement unfurled
But two lines soon became one
The future reset
She wondered the cost
The river started to run red
‘Six revert to five‘ she thought
Mourning the loss
Of the baby that never was -
What is a team?
Not this, we say. Not this.
You want to talk my dear?
Wait for the child to sleep, can we?
Oh! You’re more important?!
[She breathes, her heart dead weight]
A single male in the wild can never be trusted, for he will kill the cubs for his gain
How human are we?
Not much, I say. Not much.
There’s not much to say my dear
Actions speak louder than words, it seems.
Oh! I guess this isn’t important!
[She breathes, her heart more weight than gold]
A mother will never feel bad for sacrificing a man for the welfare and love of her child.
How human are we?
We are mothers! Regardless of species.
We are women.
We are what it means to be humane.
Something a man may never truly understand… -
Hope died when she was 7
She learnt there was no use in trying
Under the water she found herself
There no one could hear her crying
Hope watched the world
She saw it went on well without her
In the background she drifted
While darkness spread around her
There was no joy in waking
There was no joy in sleep
No softness from her mothers hand
No shepherd to protect the sheep
The shadows did engulf her body
Her tiny little self
The space between the light and love
Too high upon that shelf
The pedestal she could never climb
The strength she never had
The expectations far beyond her grasp
An impossible path
Hope died when she was 7
She found life too hard
The busy world with noisy cries
The world filled with pain
The bubbles stopped
Her light came down
And now just her body remains -
There’s a family of rats
That live down the road
They live on the water
On a cluttered boat
I visit them sometimes
Give them some food
Amuse the mother
Play with her brood
I feel so much better, slumming with the rats
It keeps be grounded, while I saunt the fat cats
The rich ladies in their white houses
Their clean space without mouses
Slumming with the rats
Playing some guitar
Drinking some wine
Laughing haha
Sometimes they come a little too close
Forgetting they’re rats
And I’m the noble host
So shoo them I must
Put them back in place
For a rat has no place within my space
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