Channelling

This Christmas will be different,
For the first time I am without
Both Mam and my sister,
The well-trod-familiar,
Visiting routines
Are redundant
But hard to
Revise.
I must
Adjust to
This life change
But it will take time.
For this Christmas I will
Focus on the good memories
Channel all of that positive energy,
Be as Christmassy as I possibly can be.

(c) wordz2Go Dec 2017

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Four Weeks On

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Emotionally drained from the strain,
The pain of losing you,
Still stunned at the suddenness
Of your departure:
Death lay claim while life was still so full
And years lay yet ahead,
Years of richness,
Of French-Welshness,
Family celebrations and
Grand-children-time.
Who knows what wonders you now see,
Whether earthly memories
Are part of heavenly existence
Or eclipsed by God’s radiance
In the magnificence
Of a place we cannot be.
Rest in peace my sister, in this holy land –
And while you see God face to face
I know He’s still holding my hand.

(c) wordz2Go Dec 2017

John 10:28
“I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand.”

Despair

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Creator God,
You who made all that ever was, or will be,
How can you can hear my plea –
In the vastness of the universe
With so many unfortunate souls
Also praying to the God of hope,
Just how do you cope?

I am so small, so insignificant,
How can you separate my voice
Dry my tears, supress my fears
And do just the same for everyone else?

You have always been there for me
Now I need you more than ever,
Will you still hear me in my distress?
Is it my faithlessness
That reigns ill fate in my family?

Take it from us Lord,
Tell me what I must do
To regain trust with you.
Miracle making God,
Hear my prayer and
Alleviate this despair.

Copyright wordz2go Oct 2017

Psalm 18:6 “In my distress I called to the Lord;
I cried to my God for help.
From his temple he heard my voice;
my cry came before him, into his ears.”

Insomniac Central

Sleepless nights:
Unanswered questions
Toss round and round
My tumble-dryer head,
I should be asleep but instead,
Thoughts never quite dry,
Hour after hour –
Another wide-awake sleep
In the middle of the week.

Darkness hides
From my brightly lit mind,
Replaying conversations I never had,
Tomorrow I’ll be digging deep
Suffering from lack of sleep,
Running on overdrive,
Exhausted beyond measure
Insomniac central,
Turmoil unquenchable.

Turn this damn dryer off –
I’ve had enough!

Copyright wordz2go Oct 2017

Kit and Me

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Kitty and me
We share fleas,
She snores as she sleeps
And she wriggles round a lot,
She howls if she’s left
And she pees in my veggie plot!
She hides in my shopping bag
To fool nasty coffee staff
And bites naughty children
Just to give her Dad a laugh!
She’s loving and loyal
And eager to please us all,
Eats special chihuahua food,
Drinks no alcohol,
Takes me out walking
But doesn’t like the rain a woof
Needs a Mac and wellies
To make her waterproof!
I love this cwtchy
Long-haired little girlie
Fleas are irrelevant
‘Cos she loves unconditionally!!

Copyright wordz2Go Sept 2017

 

 

 

 

Imperfect Being

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Life would be easier if I were
The perfect wife and mother
With no other
Aim but to serve,
But, I am an imperfect being
In an imperfect world
Where my anger unfurls
Its flag
To fly in your face,
With no thought of remorse,
Until it’s too late.

I am perfectly capable
Of screwing up,
Of a fast gallop
Down the wrong track;
But, as imperfect as I am,
I’m not totally lost,
Though the cost
To my worth
When I stop to reflect,
Often wrecks my peace
Of mind.

Yet God is working in me!
I’m an incomplete project,
Subject to checks
By a God who protects
My imperfect soul
As it strives for protection
Admist self-destruction.
God’s infinite patience
For one such as me
Reflects His perfect
Divinity.

Copyright wordz2Go Sept 2017

Isaiah 43:2 – The Message (MSG)
“But I, yes I, am the one
 who takes care of your sins – that’s what I do.
 I don’t keep a list of your sins.”