Stolen Honey In The Cemetery

I couldn’t leave you in peace, lying prone in the graveyard, covered in leaves, silent and alone. Jettisoned plastic flowers made a bridal bouquet. Touching edgy letters in granite and lichen etched marble had me humming tunes from stage musicals. The angels looking down drew the short straw. Posing beatifically all day is a drag. […]

THE DAY BEFORE MOTHER’S DAY

The load of washing I put on last night remains in the machine. Today’s downpours uninspire domesticity. My daughter’s school shirt and a pair of socks were missed, remaining huddled on her bedroom floor, marking the spot where she changed into something less sweaty from primary school playground and sports afternoon. The end-of-week memorial service […]