Remembrance Day

 

The world wars

She doesn’t remember them

But she is not without empathy

The eulogies move her

Her wars were different

Fights for self-hood

Battles fought on so-called

Neutral ground

Nothing - no one -

Is neutral

We think we are

It’s an illusion

She stood her ground

Though knocked about

At times -  without mercy

Battles won and lost

She has escaped into old age

Now the battle fields

Lie fallow

And so does she

Ellecee 

 

Finali

The bush plane awaits

The tarmac is hot underfoot

I feel the heat through the

soles of my feet

A familiar scorch from

past lives

The breeze an insistent presence

a persistent touch

I’m excited

An adrenaline rush

reddens my cheeks

“There’s no turning back”

the commandant says

“Deaths are many, 

reprieves are few.

What have you got to say?”

I walk toward infinity

I don’t look back

“Don’t give up”

I say

“Don’t give up.”

Ellecee

Inspired by

imaginary garden with real toads - Bang, whimper, hiss

and

Skywriting - Deaths

Note to all: it has been a wonderful month. Thank you all so much for your comments and support. You are appreciated. And although I didn’t get to everyone with comments, I read and enjoyed you all❣️❣️🌹Until next year then 🙏

Going

I see the signs

every day

your favourite books

disappearing

Your soccer shoes

your skis

your winter coat

your signed photo

of  B. B. King

your vinyl

the beer mug you stole.

fromThe Nag’s Head

You think I don’t notice

such small things

mementos  of your life

Nothing of me

no match for you

Ellecee

Inspired by

imaginary garden with realtoads - This is (almost) the end

and

Skywriting - Match

Novel Union

What is love

if not 

acceptance

of flaws that lovers

fail to see

Eyes clouded by

the carnal

and yet mindful

of the numberless

possibilities

We’re I not broken

you might not

have seen me

your nature being

to offer solace 

to solve the puzzle

from the strewn pieces

that you see 

This compassion 

drew me in

holds me fast

within this novel union

palpable, constant,

and

enduring

Ellecee

Inspired by

imaginary garden with real toads - Harper Lee

and

Skywriting - numberless