Gee : Writing

The Last Leaf

The Last Leaf

A Poem by Gee


A final breath of wind...
Empty pews and cold stone walls

Empty pews and cold stone walls

A Poem by Gee


The plight of the homeless
The old leather belt

The old leather belt

A Poem by Gee


Some things accompany us through life.
Valentines

Valentines

A Poem by Gee


Every day is valentines no matter what, be it sad, happy...
From Womb to tomb

From Womb to tomb

A Poem by Gee


How brief this life
The mother of all showers

The mother of all showers

A Poem by Gee


Rainy days
Did they bake you a cake?

Did they bake you a cake?

A Poem by Gee


On 04/12/24 will be the the 6th birthday of mums not celebrated, more remembered quietly.
Compare me not to the gifted scribes

Compare me not to the gifted scribes

A Poem by Gee


For the new folk starting out on this site
The half a century ago young boy

The half a century ago young boy

A Poem by Gee


A winter walk with the pooch
No Santa, company or empathy

No Santa, company or empathy

A Poem by Gee


A thought for those that sleep alone, outside, with mental health issues