Wed, 01 Oct 2025 13:36:29 +0100WeeblyThu, 08 Feb 2024 00:07:01 GMThttps://www.animalgrace.co.uk/poetry-and-other-writing/ive-watched-the-lightI’ve watched the light go out of your eyes
The bright glimmer fade into the cavernous deep
Deep green gems, washed pale blue by pools
 
Your eyelashes are wet with the tears of your grief
Spill over onto your pale beauty of hope
Smearing darkness into your cheeks
 
Your brow furrowed and etched in pain
Words cut like a knife into your chest
And hollow out your insides
 
I see your pain and watch your despair
It cloaks you in its depths
And covers your brightness with its shadow
 
I know how much you hurt inside
How you howl within the emptiness
In the confines of your mind
 
I wish you to feel peace again
To sleep with the knowing of rest
And wake with the hope of the dawn
 
I want you to smile again and feel joy in your heart
To let love in again, into your heart and mind
And release the guilt into the light
 
I know you can laugh again, a true laugh
A laugh that forgets you are sad
And shows you the way back to your heart
 
Look into my eyes and see how much love I have for you
Know that love is true, for it comes from you
And from your loved ones all around
 
I love you and will help you heal
With patience and kindness
I will watch over you while you find your way
 
Come closer in the mirror and feel my words
Let the light back into your life
Please love yourself again, as I love you
 
For I am you
And the person I see in the mirror
Is me.
 
February 2024

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]]>Wed, 07 Feb 2024 23:20:31 GMThttps://www.animalgrace.co.uk/poetry-and-other-writing/if-i-was-a-memory-for-my-loved-onesIf I was a memory, what would I be
A song for you to dance to, be wild and be free,
 
If I was a memory, what melody would relay
Within your head, where the tune could stay,
 
If I was a memory, what part would I play
In your story of greatness, I’d be just a day,
 
If I was a memory, what line would help you know
That I was here and love you, and all of your woes,
 
If I was a memory, how would I sound
In your life that is full, where love echoes and bounds,
 
If I was a memory, I’d live in your heart
And then we’d be one, and would never part.
 
July 2023.

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]]>Wed, 07 Feb 2024 23:03:20 GMThttps://www.animalgrace.co.uk/poetry-and-other-writing/we-will-do-what-is-rightWe will stand together, in love, in compassion
For our sins we weep, and ask forgiveness
We hold steadfast to the truth
For we are love.
 
No matter what is said, we hold our truth
In our breast, in our soul
We know what we must do
And we do not fear it
For we are love.
 
We hold the hands of all our loved ones
They are our very existence
Fear does not exist, it is futile
Between us, as we hold the truth of love
For we are love.
 
No words can break this pact
It was forged before we were even born
An agreement we would seed in blood
No destructive force can barter truth
For we are love.
 
As a phoenix we rise in the flames
Unburnt, and unafraid
We hold our loved ones dear
We do not bow to evil, but to truth
For we are love.
 
So comes the night time of the brave
Where truth becomes its maker made
We shall not bend nor break
And we hold the truth like a shimmering blade
For we are love.
 
January 2024.
 
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a lady who entertains white rabbits for tea,

They’d be dressed in their best top hats and tails,
some of them will have even painted their nails,

We’ll dine on lettuce sandwiches and carrots on sticks,
they’ll be watching the clock while it tocks and it ticks,

We’ll laugh and we’ll snigger and have lots of fun,
and we’ll play toss the plates for the last current bun,

Then with a gasp they’ll all jump in the air,
when they realise they’re late for an important affair,

Off they will scamper from the tablecloths edge,
with their white furry tails, they’ll disappear in the hedge.

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]]>Mon, 31 Jul 2023 16:47:56 GMThttps://www.animalgrace.co.uk/poetry-and-other-writing/endless-nightIn this dark and endless night, spared by the glow of the moonlight
My mind is woken, my skin alert, my heart carried on its lofty perch,
 
Blistered by the miles at pace, I’ve walked in search of your gentle face
My feet, my wings, my very soul, are tethered by this hapless toll,
 
As time descends and spreads its years, I come to conquer all my fears
I know that whilst my body slumbers, my spirit will pursue life’s wonders,
 
This quest to find my one true mate, whose very essence is my fate
Will never cease until you’re with me, over barren land and swarming sea,
 
The sound of your soft lilting melody, will halt my raging liberty
Oh Joy! Oh Love! my heart rejoices, and quietens all those ceaseless voices,
 
That told me to settle for something less, whilst we both waited with bated breath
For that first synchronicity, when we finally meet our destiny,
 
Our love in all its glowing splendour, will bind our hearts and souls so tender
Our everlasting love and treasure, I’ll hold your hand until forever.
 
(30th July 2023)


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]]>Mon, 31 Jul 2023 16:00:45 GMThttps://www.animalgrace.co.uk/poetry-and-other-writing/if-i-was-given-a-second-chance​If I were given a second chance, to have you back with just a glance
Could I turn away and let you slumber, whilst I still think and I still wonder
Where you are and what you do, all the days when I am blue,
 
Have you played a part and watched me grow, to become the woman that I know
Would I have the strength to resist temptation, or call you back with sweet elation
To recapture years lost in time, when you were here and joy was mine,
 
Am I that selfish but to ask, you to return, complete your task
Of being my guardian, my guide, my friend, or else I relent to your will bend
Am I that person that won’t respect, your freedom of choice that you be kept
 
In the arms of creation as now you sit, with love and joy and hope and wit
I cannot ask you to return and take from you those things to learn
The selfless oath I do repair, that I am here and you are there,
 
The time we spent was not in vain, but fierce and true despite the pain
It is my wish to honour you, and all my life know that I am true
And worthy of your sweet repose, whilst you rest – until I close,
 
I know now that we chose this path, of life and death to cry and laugh
And lessons that we oft debate, can only come with love so great
So your onward journey I do release, and let you go to be at peace,
 
And spread your joy from your new abode, until I meet you on that road
We’ll make new footprints in the sand, and together we’ll forever stand
As once we were, and always will be, an eternal loving bond are we.
 
(26th July 2023)

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​]]>Sun, 30 Jul 2023 13:51:23 GMThttps://www.animalgrace.co.uk/poetry-and-other-writing/you-are-my-home​It pours out of me, from this dam that I have built for so long
My walls come down at the sound of your voice
All my illusions are shattered in the presence of you,
 
I have no direction, my compass points only to you
My eyes see only you, my soul feels only yours
Wrap yourself around me and let me know your being,
 
Open yourself to me, let me evoke your peace
I stumble in the dark without your voice to guide me
Call out to me, let me know how to fulfil my trust,
 
All the worlds in all the places could collapse, I need only you to sustain me
Let me breathe from your breath, for you give me life
This is what I was destined for,
 
You are my home.
 
(9th June 2023)

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]]>Sun, 30 Jul 2023 13:46:04 GMThttps://www.animalgrace.co.uk/poetry-and-other-writing/will-i-matterIf I were to fade into the ground, beneath the life to which I’m bound
Would my story be retold, of courage both stupid and bold,
 
Does my life matter, just a jot, or would my memory decompose and rot
Will kindness that I’ve tried to show, live on within those who know,
 
Has anything that I’ve done had meaning, has anything been worth redeeming
Will any of the deeds I’ve done, echo in ghosts of the young,
 
I’ve struggled to contain the fear, that I am lost with no-one near
And demons that have haunted me, are now met with rivals of love and glee,
 
My voice is small, my heart is large, but still the question that holds charge
Is will my part, which I have played, be applauded with a loving gaze,
 
The souls I love that have mattered, will they recall the lines that I’ve chattered
Will the laughter and the cheer, dispel their woes, their trials, their fear,
 
Has my humour lifted and amused, those whose emotions have been abused
Or will my words, my comfort and hope, disappear with my body and never woke,
 
I trust that something I’ve done or expressed, will be remembered not repressed
For the only thing worthy of this life, is to lift another from their own strife,
 
Each day I take on my own fears, so I can help to dry others' tears
And I ask that of myself for you, that I am strong and kind and true,
 
So show me how my life can serve, the greatest good, the just deserves
Let me go to sleep at night, knowing I have helped your starry flight.

(27th July 2023)
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​​All rights reserved.]]>Sun, 30 Jul 2023 13:39:46 GMThttps://www.animalgrace.co.uk/poetry-and-other-writing/whispers-on-the-windTo look upon the sun and moon each day is all I ask,
To have the courage of my dreams, and take my fears to task,
 
To be forever missed and loved by those who knew me once,
Is comfort I have been some friend to those who needed me,
 
I fear eternal happiness is another of my dreams,
For I have heard it whispered on the wind, but not yet found its means.

(July 2002)

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​]]>Sun, 30 Jul 2023 13:34:58 GMThttps://www.animalgrace.co.uk/poetry-and-other-writing/the-searchI’m searching for something, but I don’t know what it is,
I’m searching for someone, but I don’t know where they are,
I’m searching for myself, but I elude me,
 
A paradox of answers I have, the questions I do not know,
I live for the discovery of excitement,
For the belief in finding something better,
 
Something worth my excavation,
But when I find it all, what will I do,
For will there be nothing left to explore?

(January 2002)

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