My Monday Metrical Musings #35

4.40 Sudden joltPitch blackWoke upTo seeIt's 4.40! Same every dayWho to blame Deep asleep ILong for, yet Awake at 4.40! Why can't I onlyWake up at 8.40?Just like my spouseUnconscious by my side Sadly not to beFor me, it's 4.40! Is it anxiety and stress?Old age, indigestion, "high tide"?My internal clock gone amok?I may never … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #35

My Monday Metrical Musings #29

My Writing My Muse That's what it comes down to at the end of the day It's my constant my muse my solace my stay.People come into my life but they usually disappear.Writing's my only constant companion My cold tall jug of beer! Spent much of my life fulfilling society's script."Don't rock the boat, don't … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #29

My Monday Metrical Musings #7

My Christmas Wish Photo by Vinícius Vieira ft on Pexels.com There can be no shadowUnless there's first a lightBright days will always followEven after the darkest night When Jesus came as a babyHe wasn't welcomed with delightWhen Jesus came as a babyIt was darkIt was blackThere was fright But came He didTo give our world … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #7

2020 Reflections & Musings #3 of 4 – “When he plays piano in the dark…”

Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com "Okay so you need to isolate the energy to your finger tips and hit those piano keys with that, not with your wrist or arm power." "Isolate", he tells me. Right. But doesn't he know? When you've never given a second thought as to where your hands typically derive … Continue reading 2020 Reflections & Musings #3 of 4 – “When he plays piano in the dark…”

My Monday Metrical Musings #5

Ice Cream Photo by Cleyder Duque on Pexels.com I just wanted some Ice creamTo whittle away theseBlistery summer daysThat scorch my tongueDay after day after day To melt all my caresAll my fears AwayEven for a momentNo matter how Cliche That first biteLike eventideCoolComposedComfortingCalming But I don't get ice creamI get Cross-fitCut-backsCagesConsequences I get lostFoggyForagingForever … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #5

My Monday Metrical Musings #4

Photo by Lukas Rychvalsky on Pexels.com Each Sunday He doesn't live aloneTho' he might as well beEach Sunday ForThen they leaveAnd he can't help but to seetheHis silent rage rollsLike a perfect storm that unfoldsUnleashing torrents of tears like rainDrowning everything in its wake But he holdsOnly scowlsCos he's oldOr so he's told Then he … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #4

My Monday Metrical Musings #3

Photo by K V on Unsplash Weekends When did it happen?When did my weekends begin to merge?They now seem on the vergeOf plunging me into endlessMelancholyMundanityMorosity I don't know. All I know is how I love my Mondays nowEven more my TuesdaysThey've given me new MeaningsMeanderingsMusings But I struggle to make sense of all thisThese … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #3

My Monday Metrical Musings #2

Photo by Bersam on Unsplash Twirl How fastThese ceiling fans they twirlMy mind's a whirl just looking Is it Sunday now or Tuesday?It's never been this blurMy memory But you, you go so fast tooIn and out of my wardZipping pastThe cold side rails of my sickly sterilised bedOn the way to Never Never (Never?) … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #2