THE SKY FALLS IN
I can see where this one is leading. The light in your eyes has dimmed. Your mood has shifted to quiet. Shoulders hang crumpled, curled-in. I talk but I know you don’t hear me so I listen in silence and wait. The light in your eyes has gone. Our home is a frozen wasteland; silent, expectant, still. I force myself on pretending a smile glued to my face babble aloud, clueless ignore the northerly wind. But inside I’m crying dying barred from the world that you’re in. I’ve lost my own place beside you. The sky a burden falls in.
THEY SAY THAT IT IS CHRISTMAS…
They told him it was Christmas but he didn't blink an eye. He'd lost the one who stole his heart. The one who made him smile. The one he'd have a sherry with to please her for a while. For her, he'd go to ends of earth the moon and mars, the stars. Nothing too much trouble. Without her, he just sighs. Grey the days that greet him. Chill the winter air. This year no decorations will twinkle in his home. Bare the walls and windows. Bare the empty hall. How cruel now to leave him. To end his days alone. They were partners on a journey. Now he walks a lonely road. They say that it is Christmas. Yet cold the living go.
Suzie is a passionate believer in the power of poetry to heal and to connect with others. It is only in recent years that she has taken steps to begin to share some of her work – work that is wide-ranging in both form and subject. She is a staunch believer that poetry should be widely accessible and not require a degree in classics to comprehend it! A native of Northern Ireland she has made the north of England her home for the past decade, revelling in the drama and beauty of the eastern coast, influences which regularly find their way into her work. Now in middle-age, she finally feels that she has found a voice, a voice she feels was silenced as a youth and needed endless coaxing to be heard again. She welcomes comments and feedback from poets and readers alike. (email@example.com)