Tuesday 12 April 2016

For sarah...rest in peace





For Sarah



This fucking disease has no shame

It took the twinkle from your eye

That brand of fire and humour

That didn't flinch from the truth



When we first spoke

Me in Shetland for one job

Testing the waters of

A new one



I'm 12 years on from my diagnosis

I'm 10 you said

Was there a belief of safety

In that exchange?



Your warmth and passion

Sealed my path

But a few short years later cancer

Changed both our paths



But I'm here - you're not

There is no sense to that

No warm words of consolation

No bright side



A light has gone from here

I hope it's burning brightly again

Free from pain and distress

Laughter its language

Rest in peace with loud purrs x

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