So many ways to smile

The Reverend Richard Coles thinks when wearing a mask, no-one can see you smile. I beg to differ : You can smile with your sparkling eyesYou can also smile with your deedsYou can make another person smileWhen you put them before your own needs You can smile with a kindly gestureYou can smile in theContinue reading “So many ways to smile”

I turned thirty-nine this week

The passing of another yearI’ve just turned thirty-nineI’m marking it with NetflixAnd a decent bottle of wine Utterly forgettable(My age, not the booze)To reach an age so tediousCan hardly pass as news I don’t remember thirty-eightAnd it comes as no surpriseThat thirty-seven too it seemedPassed before my eyes Don’t think I’m complainingBut I just don’tContinue reading “I turned thirty-nine this week”

It’s the little things I miss

The end of another dayA chance to reminisceAbout the things I long forIt’s little things I miss Standing on the platformWhilst waiting for my trainFamiliar commutersIn sunshine, wind and rain Alighting at the stationWhen the campus comes aliveWalking to the Med School‘Cross the road on Vincent Drive Catching-up with colleaguesMany now are friendsHearing all theContinue reading “It’s the little things I miss”

Twilight Days

We’re sitting in the cast of a shadowThe sax is feeling the moodThe waves outside are crashing on the sea frontWe’re inside enjoying our food Your eyes hold a truth in a whisperThey sparkle like the wine in your handYour lips send a shiver down the back of my spineMy heart beating quicker than theContinue reading “Twilight Days”

Are we nearly there yet?

Are we nearly there yet?A voice spoke soft and slowNot quite yet, you’ve been so goodBut there’s some way to go I’ve played all the games i broughtThrough windows now I’m staringIt started off quite interestingNow it’s overbearing I don’t really travel wellLong distances, small spacesI prefer short, solitary hopsInterspersed with faces My movement isContinue reading “Are we nearly there yet?”

Our Time

I had great intentions of writing daily reflections about this new home-working life. It’s day five and I’ve already changed my mind. Just like working from home for this extended period, I need to pace myself. So here’s a poem of mine instead 🙂 Catch-up folks, I’m growing fast, I know you must agree.Every dayContinue reading “Our Time”