The Doll (Daphne du Maurier)

" I loved you too much, wanted you too much, had for you too great a tenderness. Now all of this is like a twisted root in my heart, a deadly poison in my brain. You have made me a madwoman. You fill me with a kind of horror, a devastating hate that is akin to love- a hunger that is nausea. If only I could be calm and clear for one moment - one moment only!


If only I could be calm and clear for one moment - one moment only!

Untying The Knots

The entwined mesh: twisting and turning only makes it worse

Messy beginning, messy ends

I have tried with all my might to untie myself from you
Patiently, impatiently unravelling the ropes with which I am tied

My humour, self respect repeatedly  tested, milled and quashed

Today, alas, I say STOP, basta!

The last ounce of dignity  has been depleted

You leave me with no choice but lay the mesh to rest at the bottom of  the sorrow sea
Time and God’s creatures will be kind and untie all the knots

Good riddance I say not. But away I go with what was mine
I shall miss you until the end of time.

Butterflies

I’ve always described love as a butterfly. It flutters in; you pause, hesitant, where it will land? if it lands at all. If you’re lucky it settles a short distance from you. If this happens, your astonishment is followed by an up lift of well being.  Nervously you tip toe towards it, initially to observe it, to marvel at its beauty and instinctively for some innate urge, you want to touch it.

As you close in………….it flutters away

Empty Skies

Does it matter whether it rains or the sunshines? Does it?
Eyes filled with sorrows and regrets,  chest filled with pain.
My world is so very empty without your presence.
Oh, how I have missed you!