My imaginary friends

  My imaginary friends Gill BethyB and Shibley Friendly and fanciful chats online Discovered through our blogs Pulled together by a shared passion A dream to improve dementia care. Plans for a lunch meeting Honoured they have made such an effort to meet Sons will be thrilled they are real and not axe murderers One…

Saturday poem: Hello

  Hello it is nice to meet you my online friends And lovely to chat to friends I’ve met for real admonished for meeting up with strangers not even Skype or the telephone to check they are not imaginary Perhaps even axe murderers or paedophiles a poor example of safety to the children So come…

Saturday poem: Friendship

Friendship Weekends full of friends Friendship filling the hallways With laughter love and kinship That outweighs forgetfulness Photographs of days gone by Of children all grown up Nappies teething rings and toddlers Transformed by the years Into brilliant young men and women Fulfilling their own dreams and spaces Reminding us we are getting old Laughter transforming…

Saturday poem: Facing fear

Fear hiding inside our heart Facing us to look within To search for new ways of being Fear instilled its ugly self Right back alongside our soul Taunting us to give in to it Fear put back in its place Rising above the negativity With love and laughter A new day born without fear

Saturday poem: Love

  Love Burning brightly inside my heart Gently holds the strings together Protecting them from despair It sparkles like glow worms Small dots glowing in the night Warming my bloody veins Filling them with patience Fired up to face anything Any blip on the human horizon No match for the Love inside my heart        

Saturday poem: Alone

Alone Alone In a crowded room An isolated hallway Inside a dementia ward Alone He sat staring out through the window Hoping for glimpses of humanity Praying it would all end Alone Leaving the other residents he slid down the wall Wishing for peace and comfort Desperation inside his heart All alone

Saturday poem: Loss

Loss Tragedy so great Illuminating you with sadness Seems impossible to recover Lack of lustre lasting forever Acceptance and healing A lifetime away To hear a song or smell a scent That throws you right back Into the pit of grief One step forward Many steps backwards From the intensity of sorrow Meaninglessness, emptiness Impaired…

Saturday poem: My Nan

  My Nan She was there for me Through thick and thin Always ready with a smile And a beautiful hug Followed by words of love (I don’t have a digital image of my nan, but daisies were one of her favourite flowers!)

Saturday poem: Life

  Life It begins with a sexually transmitted act And, it is a terminal disease Some days it gets in your way Ebbing and flowing its own direction Sparing little regard to what you had planned It wanders along a winding road Allowing you to hold the rudder If only you will Begging you too steer the…

Saturday poem: Friendship

Friendship The bonds of friendship waver tenderly in the wind People who come into our lives for a reason, a season or a lifetime Never knowing which one they will be, or which one we will be Waiting in the wings to share our dreams, our lives, our losses Stepping in when they see us…

Saturday poem: I wish you enough…

I wish you enough I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how grey the day may appear. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting. I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest…

Saturday poem: Ode to Michael

Todays beautiful poem was written by Brian Richardson © May 2013. There seemed little point trying to write another one. He was to Michael a very dear friend and colleague, and it is to be read out at his funeral today at 1pm. Rest in peace my dear friend, we bid you a fond farewell. You will…

Saturday poem

A day of mourning Milestones on the road to death Every cell of the body starting to fade And yet the human spirit prevails The heart keeps throbbing, defiantly… One whole week struggling against another setback A life well lived, but trying to hold on His incredible intellect and humour Wanting to let go, not quite knowing how…

Saturday poem

The only way is up A room full of hearts opened wide with hope Holding hands supporting each other Feeling less alone Sharing struggles and stepping stones Wondering if fading capacities will matter Finding new ways What we can’t to alone we can to together The road ahead a new one in Australia See you at…

Saturday poem

Music Wafting along corridors Into the recesses of our mind Awakening the soul Memories stirred Thoughts of yesterdays And long lost loves Visions rekindled Childhoods and playgrounds Tucked inside school yards Teachers and yard duty Old boyfriends and love letters Tattooed with red lipstick kisses Whispering to heart heartstrings Rekindling moments lost in time Healing all wounds