Tag: CreativeWriting

I Forbid

You to pop in and hop out of my life.

You to make sound waves.

Showcase imagery and zap it through to my box.

You to consider what I may be doing at this very moment in time.

You to wish for my return.

You to hope for reconciliation.

I forbid you to visit shared memories – you need my blessing for it to be great!

I forbid you to visit shared memories – you need to find me to feel the power!

I forbid you to visit shared memories – my touch is sacred and you threw my potential into the bin and expected Unique to return and congratulate you.

The Good Die Young

The Good Die Young

Nine Nights have commenced in loving memory of you, Grandad.

From such a young age, you inspired me with your stories of hope for your future, courage with every step and variety as the spice blended throughout your message from within the words.

On the 6th if November 2020 you returned to a star within our universe.

The pain I’m feeling, I can’t seem to translate into legible words. How does one comprehend a gargantuan loss?

The Good Die Young

You triumphed as the better man, in a country where being black is a crime. Especially back then.

I can’t even write in a way that makes any sense, because I can’t believe you’re no longer here with us. I don’t want to believe that.

I close my eyes tightly and warm tears flow continuously down my face. A few escape and jump into the part of my dress that’s resting on my lap.

My vision is constantly blurry and my voice infrequently squeezes out a painful whimper. It’s the ache from my heart that’s the most traumatic, it holds pure love inside for all those I love in my life.

The Good Die Young

You made it to 90!

The Good Die Young

Your love extended beyond the realms of blood and trees. Beyond the stars that glitter throughout the night. Beyond the moon that glows over your final breath in this life.

The Good Die Young

You instilled the best memories into the minds of all who had the blessing of you in their lives.

Thank you, Grandad.

For being the strongest man

For having the biggest heart

For sharing the most joy

For always remaining true to yourself

For being my Grandad!

Love

Dominique

Sitting In

Fond memories roar through my mind on the days I sit inside.

Eventually, I’d have deleted your contact information. The whole lot.

Sometimes I tell myself you never existed.

Like the Chewbacca or Nessie.

I bite into my heartbeat and eat out the trauma you left behind.

I think it’s been 12 months or more since I last felt your heart beating.

Keep on walking, don’t stop.

Inside the walls of my palace, the strongest step up and are vocal. I completely accept all responsibility for being too amazing for your vibe to hold onto our connection.

Unlike you, I don’t need a soul to step on.

Simon

Simon said he’s single.

Simon said he’s in a dilemma.

Simon said he’ll always be here for me.

Simon said I’ve caused him a great deal of anxiety.

Simon said I’m similar and we have so much in common.

Simon said throw yourself off a cliff Unique!

Unique said nothing.

Unique asked Crow about his technique for keeping his feathers preened so well?

Unique cut out a tiny fragment from her heart and tossed it outside.

Sewer rats came out after 0100 that night and ate her nano-sized love, with one delightful bite.

Q.

Q. I don’t know her.
Q. She slid into my DMs last night. Complaining.
Q. My understanding is that she’s now dating a guy I dated.

Q. They’re both insecure. She believes I’m talking to him on a regular.
Q. I’m not sure what triggered her but seeing her picture boosted my self-esteem immensely.
Q. Of course! Haha!
Q. Well, my response was silence, thats the most powerful response one could give. I guessed her mind will cause her more pain and upset than my denial ever could.

Butterfly Series: Grandad

Words can’t describe how heartbroken I am right now.

You will always be a G’ to me!

Fearless, you travelled far and unfazed by turbulence.

Cool, you were the coolest member of our family. My words can’t adjust to life without you.

What could I possibly say?

I’ll continue to write until it’s time for me to go up amongst the stars.

I love you, Grandad!

6th November 2020 – Beyond eternity