I ONCE LOVED by Sue Nolan Things I once loved, I love no more Peacefulness, I seek in every day To keep grounded and be authentically me Nights out dancing with friends and loud music Traded for quiet evenings and early to bed Sleep-ins, once a must, not anymore Early …
A Solitary Tear by Sue Nolan One tear, two, Maybe three. Gliding gently, Silently. Not a howl, Not a sob, Not even a weep. Just a tear or two or three, Gliding gently, Silently. Heart so broken, Is there even a beat? Emotional daggers, Stabbing every cell. A tear …
Forever In The Middle By Sue Nolan There’s a place, in the middle, That’s where you will find me. Not over here or over there, Just in the void in between, That’s where you will find me. T’was created from a love, Some can never feel for me, I am …
Hearts’ Memory by Sue Nolan A memory on replay Of a moment so sweet Enlivened but fleeting When two hearts did meet. Life’s cruelness Keeping them apart Yet forever united In their hearts. Immensely beautiful Was the embrace Now only a memory Left to trace. Back to that moment …
Rooftop Dance Floor by Sue Nolan Steady beats Crescendo Up tempo Crash Ting Musical notes Dancing across A rooftop dance floor Decrescendo Soft woodwind Gentle drum Symphony of sounds Raindrops dancing across A rooftop dance floor Read more of my poems and musings HERE Follow me …
Moonlit Whisper by Sue Nolan By the light of the full moon In the serenity of the night Crisp thin air without a breath Illuminated by sound and sight A whisper can be heard From far across the way Past houses and fences And trees that do not sway …
White-Grey clouds meld, Across the vast sky. Raindrops crawl down the window pane, Seeping into the brick sill. Pastel pink and green pattern, Woven into a blanket. Soothing warmth, Drawn to the shoulders. A stack of books and latest release, Beckon attention. Steam rises from a cup, Warm meets …
Sitting on a fence post, dainty as a fairy. Long tail high in the air, flitting this way and that. Always alert, at the ready, trusting in the wing. Admirers watch from afar, listening to your chirpy ‘tsst’ and chit. Wondering how your spindly legs, support your puffball body. Your …
Between two worlds, He sits there, And smiles, For what other way will grant him passage to either? He is pale and he is dark, He is young and he is old, This man who sits between two worlds. Never wholly belonging to one or the other, He navigates the …
Lost She walked away Out of sight He was left alone She stepped into the shadows Obscured by darkness He did not follow She took a path Rocky and undulating He could not see her She climbed a cliff face Bare knuckled grip He turned backwards She fell far Contorted …
