Things Tagged: pixie

To Mark A Day

Today I shall work, work which seven years ago I took the first step upon. Seven years ago another step was taken, at a station, in my heart. We walked together, travelling on, you and I so briefly but so wonderfully. Tonight I shall laugh. As I laughed with you. Continue reading …

The Light Shines On

This is a bit of a strange thing, about something that shouldn’t matter. The council are replacing the lampposts around where I live. I can hardly blame them for this—the existing poles are aged and the new lights brighter and more efficient (though I will miss the more elegant curves Continue reading …

Tonight I find myself remembering two women. Jan, for the pumpkins we carved to show each other, no matter how far apart. And mam, for the text that came every year, a little pun for the night, “Hello Ian” 🙂

[Spooky]

Six years ago I walked off a train and into your arms. And you into my heart. You will never leave there; and my love for you will never fade. I miss you Lady Swalwell, my partner in crime. I miss you my pixie.

Today I Wear Black

Today I am wearing black. It might be to mourn a year since you left. It might just be coincidence; for there is no point in Earth’s turning about the Sun where I do not feel the loss of you. That Sun shines brightly today, a fine day to walk Continue reading …