Started writing a while ago after recovering from quite a serious illness. Decided to do things I wanted to do rather than what I was meant to do. Have been fortunate to have some work published online and in magazines. Hope people enjoy what I write. "Waterfall" is in Short Circuit #09, Short Édition's quarterly review.
Like a waterfall
Flowing over the aged jagged rocks
It has formed over the years.
The rusty gutter succumbs,
Freedom.
The water gushes from this escape route.

I sit here in the quiet
Listening to the aquatic drama;
The stillness of the dark
Against the rush of water;
I embrace it.
But then the dog snores.
I listen for your breath.
Not out of concern
But to still feel we have a connection
Of some sort.
Desperation on my part.

I sit here in the quiet.
Happy in the darkness;
I know I can breathe
Without you.

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