Kirstie Sivapalan
It hurts to move, to disappoint the ones you love I am with you. There is pain in your eyes, as you leave your friends behind I am with you. There is a lump in your throat, as you watch it fade away I am with you. There is hope in your heart that it will… Continue reading Life as of 31st January 2020 (I am with you)
The day was still. She felt like time, had frozen, the moment it happened. Nothing mattered anymore; her heart, her blood, her breath would be a constant effort hereon in. Life had stopped, and she with it. She could walk around that Moment and examine it from all its angles – the bed, the face… Continue reading One. Two
Words are flying around my head None will take root and find meaning Feelings are sent tumbling To a place without words There are no pictures either Just half-words and muddled phrases Thrown up from deep recesses Gushing into my mind I can grasp neither heads nor tail Whizz banging articulations fade Before I can… Continue reading Mind – Full
It's easy to be full of the Divine when the warmth of the sun dazzles your eyes But when your heart scatters into pieces across the Universe What then of your faith? What then of angels with soft wings? What then of Gods and Goddesses, aspects and effigies - Totems and trinkets that keep us… Continue reading Faithlessful
Something died inside me, as the year turned towards night Someone, not really a thing, a person to be, vacated Slipping back into the mist Leaving me empty and silent I walk through his room, feeling for a presence And hope an image remains, a ghost, or a memory Finding nothing but echoes Repeating back… Continue reading Situation vacant
Writing and M.E. 