Loss

Drawn into memory

Invited to write about an object, a vision of … I focus on the silver pan, the large dial, the red arrow on zero.

A Childless Father’s Day

There are no daisy chains for you and me,
no crown of flowers upon your head.

Home (today)

Home (today) is a poem about my home being where I live in the moment, but also haunted by my losses, both through miscarriages, as well as the faded hopes and dreams.

under there, somewhere

under there, somewhere expresses simultaneously the imploding and exploding of being lost in the childless grief. It captures the unseen and the unspoken.

Dancing under Rainbows

Dancing under Rainbows is a story of my longing for a child, but almost every month we were left with crushing disappointment. It appeared as part of World Childless Week 2018 as part of Men Matter Too.