Goodbye Mary Street.

The autumn leaves fall gently to the ground… The beauty gone, the branches raw and bare. Stripped back, empty, forlorn. To the naked eye it holds little appeal, & just the same…….

The rooms are barren and bare. The door shuts. One final time. The walls that hold 44 yrs of memories, now silent and still. The house that holds a thousand secrets, now barren, now bare… Stripped of the life it once held… Empty, forlorn…..

A home is not merely a structure, but thousands of memories in every way. The foundation of truth, the cornerstone to a child’s heart. A home is not merely a house, but where love meets anger, and kindness meets toughness, where tears find joy, where a family grows together and a place when all else is gone – the memories linger, the lessons are cherished, and those that remain are carried by the love that was shared.

So as the door is closed, one final time…..The walls are silent, the rooms are bare. There remains just two certainties – a house, just like the barren branches, will bloom again come spring…….And family will always be carried in the heart, long after the final curtain is drawn.

The Silent Scream

Her eyes looked straight ahead

Dark, hard, unseeing

The thought of breathing… a threat

To her secret dam of pain

She blinks as she feels it

The darkness within

Rising like a captive seeking light

Moving up her body til its cutting off her air

Like a gag in her throat

Desperate for release from a thousand emotions

The demands unrelenting,

Threatening to choke and destroy

For loved ones who are no more,

For the crushing blackness of pain that lurks

Haunting memories unknown, yet known in her very soul,

For love, absolute, lost in the confusion of life, destroying her,

Breaking her

For the thousand why’s, when’s, what’s, where’s and how’s

That never end….

The expectations unceasing, the constant cry that requires more,

Yet gives nothing in return

Like an enraged beast, the scream

Inside her rises

Wanting, needing, to be free

But – She keeps looking straight ahead

Dark eyes hard, unseeing

Too scared to give in to the forces that rage within

For if she screams, she may not stop

She may succumb to the darkness that lurks

The fragile girl within, lost to the depths

And so she swallows and keeps it all inside

The questions thick in the air–

Is true strength in holding on, or in letting go?

And does

Pain trapped, destroy more than pain released?

Today… today is not the day to risk it,

For she fears she may not survive

And so she fights it, pushing the scream

Back down…

Stares straight ahead

Dark eyes hard, unseeing

It’s just another day. Her scream will wait….

Garden of Promises – For My B.

Come back with me,

back to our garden of promise..

Close your eyes a moment

Are you there?

Walk with me, admire the twinkling stream,

The falling leaves

the warm sunshine on your back

Can you hear my whisper in the breeze

My breath upon your face?

Do you feel my hands intertwined in yours,

My heart beating to the rhythm of ‘us’?

I am still there

Always, in our sacred spot

Close your eyes,

Remember,

You will always find me

silently holding you, loving you,

My whisper is in not in your ear,

but in your heart

My kiss, is not on your lips,

but on your soul

My body is not enveloped by yours,

but you are enveloped by my love,

In our garden, you will always find me

our place where time stands still

and nothing else matters,

nothing else compares.

I will always be there

When things are hard – search for me,

Remember our peace, our serenity,

Our perfection

And know that in all you face in this world,

You will be ok…. for ….

Love is on its way.

For You

At every turn I pray tenderness floods your soul, beauty captures your heart and wonder saturates your mind.

Imagine a world where we strive for our souls to be filled instead of our houses.

Imagine a world where our hearts overflow instead of our credit card.

Imagine a world where our eyes are full of wonder instead of greed.

Imagine. ❤️

In The Silence

Who are you in the silence?

When Gods whisper has stilled

And his presence is void

Who are you when the world is not watching?

When it’s you, just you

No demands, no pull

Who are you when you look in the mirror?

When tenderness tints your lense

and love covers your embrace

Who are you when you look at your lack?

When the gaps glare back

And the darkness threatens to descend upon you

Who are you when standing in the presence of the cross!

Covered in sin and shame

Face down in guilt, arms stretched wide in grief

Who are you when the world seems threatening?

when the ugliness surrounds

and the abyss pulls you closer

Who are you when standing in the sun?

Warmth flowing through,

basking in its goodness and love

Who are you when the world is beneath your feet?

The heartbeat of the nations thundering in your soul

The tears of the helpless making streaks across your cheeks

Who are you but a multi faceted soul

searching for meaning,

for purpose, for acceptance

When your heartbeat is dancing, demanding, exploding,

When your spirit is sad, and troubled

When your body is tired and weak

Simply whisper

I am enough!