Storm

It’s just a storm in a teacup 

Declares Alice

We have weathered far more

I wish I could laugh

Or cry 

Perhaps I am skirting the edges again 

But I do feel solid

Not as tough as stone

But maybe as a thick tree trunk 

I have visions you see

Shopping trolleys

Electric lights switching off

People coming too close 

It makes me wake up 

Kick and call for help 

I check the locks

Check check check 

But inside I know I am safe from this storm 

I have sturdy shoes 

And kitchen knives

Outside the sky is grey

Droplets of rain falling down 

No sign of bad weather 

I reach out for her

Wake up with a jolt

A flash of lightening

Whatever happens I whisper

All will be well.  

Storm

We remember the winter

When the fates aligned

And sent storms

Whirring at the window 

Alice dangled her legs 

Into the open air

Hoping for the kiss of the wind 

Like poetry 

And songs 

Caressing her pink stained cheeks 

Lips clicking in delight 

An enchantment we do not 

Need words for 

A spell we can cast 

Without talking 

Leaping from ledge to ledge

Thought to thought

Granting us wishes 

Allowing us to be

Laughing in the whimsical moment 

Now the sky is calm

Sun filters through the clouds

We will sip tea

Walk through the freshly 

Mown grass 

Happy we are together 

That we have passed 

All the seasons hand in hand

Now it is summer time 

We will have drowsy afternoon naps

Dream of sparkling skies 

And people we have lost 

And ones that are still with us 

We are glad the storm has passed 

That it is no longer winter 

In our mind

We smile

Eyes cast up towards the blue sky. 

Storm, Ink, Love

The blue butterfly

Rests upon my ankle

It kisses my flesh 

Tiny lines of ink

That make me feel loved

I wish all my skin

Was ink

Not scars 

When I look in the mirror 

I do not recognise myself

It is like a storm 

Passing through

Relentless 

Unforgiving 

She touches my cheek

As if to say

Everything is ok 

Her skin is like porcelain 

Pure and soft 

I look at the baby pictures

Wonder how I became 

Can you see self destruction

In a baby's eyes 

Your eyes were full

Of hope

She whispers 

Just like yours

I reply

We will spend another day

Together 

Ride out the storm

Marvel at the ink

Know that we love each other

And all will be well.