The leaves are turning and falling from the trees

It has gotten cold. The winds have picked up and the sun is rarely seen. Again a short summer has come to an end with many around wondering why we missed it. The sky is grey like a concrete block, weighing heavily. There is a crispness in the air though that heralds the season to come. The fun and festivities that will cheer us through the bleak months, that will bring us together with our loved ones once more. An excitement is building. The children are buying their Halloween masks as the trick or treat begins. The evening skies have begun to sparkle with rockets and explosions as if the people do not want the noise and lights of November 5th to last just one night.

I have no reason to be sitting typing at these keys about such things. A phone call with no answer has left me feeling empty. A conversation, however brief, may have been enough to fill the void. We may have searched our minds for things to say to each other, not wanting to say the things that truly weigh us down and so, grappling with trivialities, we miss our moment but are comforted by the voice of another.

It is getting darker now. I can feel the sun’s absence getting closer and with its vanishing, the vanishing of another weekend. The start of another week, what joy!

We do not speak often, and some would say not often enough but I can feel your thoughts from miles away. I hope you are both happy. That you find comfort in each others company and that you still make each other smile.

A message that started out to be just a sharing of my thoughts has extended into so much more. This somehow doesn’t seem the right medium through which to send these thoughts. But I am not a character from a Bronte book; I don’t spend my afternoons with pen and ink. I live in this digital world that has swept us up and would find it hard to turn back. Do you remember a time when we wrote to people with pen and ink? The thank you letters, the messages to loved ones far away. What happened to that time? We do not share the thoughts now; we do not share our comings and goings. I’m missing your life as you grow, just as you are missing mine.

Missing? Am I missing something? I’m missing you. That is what I’m missing.

But I can think of you both and my heart is lifted. So everything is alright with the world. There’s a smile on my face because I have you as family and as friends.

Don’t let me lose that, please.

je, 2004

Raven Faye

I was born 90 years ago of a human girl lost on Orion’s Belt Buckle. She chanced upon a sacred glade and was lain by The Elven Lord into whose territory she strayed. I was the product of that miraculous night, in a magical time, on that mysterious world. After my mother passed the elves of the buckle learned of my parentage and shunned me, looking on me with contempt for the humanity within me, turning me out of the land in which I grew.

Searching for a place with meaning I used my stealth and intelligence to stow aboard a transport ship in refit. But alas I was discovered and forced to forfeit all my worldly goods, along with unworldly favours, to retain passage. When the crew had tired of my body and mind I was dumped, most unceremoniously, in a small wood by the river plym.

Since then I have been living off what the land has to provide (and what can be surreptitiously taken from unsuspecting passers by).

holiday – long time coming

Haven’t stopped for a long time
Haven’t been anywhere else but here
Haven’t thought about a break
Until now

Holiday – a long time coming
And we’ll be a long time going
Flying high, flying far
sleeping lots
pandered much

g&t when she asked what I’d like to drink
g&t all the way

NOW, I’m excited


Still so lonely when you are gone.
Lying here, trying to sleep.
Sad because you are not here
sad because I am alone,
always alone.

Tears are running down my cheeks
showing my sorrow.
What I filled this emptiness with is gone.
I must find some peace within me.
to stop the loneliness from consuming me.

Being alone shouldn’t mean being lonely.

relief is a mood enhancer

relief is a job done
relief is the call made
relief is that cheerful smile on the end of the telephone
relief is a mood enhancer

a smile is spirit lifter
a smile makes the heart grow bigger
a smile surrounds you with invisible arms
a smile make a joyous encounter

did I smile enough today?
how much is enough?
i can not smile all day
but just little goes a long, long way