Relax, I shall try…

phone, left at the office email re-directed to another time’s come for away, away, away first time since stepping into leadership September last has the phone, email been held, nipped, cut off this Annus horribilis misinformed bullshit via government’s hogtie, expounded via media’s rude embellishment then vanished because… K’s sudden, … Continue Reading Relax, I shall try…


Last Monday night, as we were all leaving work, K was making a funny face to us as she drove away. The next morning, warm, sunny, I was driving in and had this flash, this image of K, lying on the floor, receiving chest compressions. I remember shaking it off … Continue Reading Enigmatic

A Visit With the Dying

a family messaged come, witness a Nation’s elder prepares for ancestor’s fields soon, I hope at liberty finds her soul derailing pain racking her body in grief happy her flight will be © 2014 by DC Lessoway

Rudimentary Grief

a process a journey a state of being a way a tattered flag fluttering in a chilled wind at the fragmenting cliffside signaling drastic change discarding outdated beliefs, stagnant patterns melding tired laws, with unfamiliar truths momentarily whitewashed with stoic acceptance a façade of ether then imperceptibly, inaudibly, invisibly time … Continue Reading Rudimentary Grief


as we age how the outlook changes towards life, loss perhaps learned patience contains the once youthful furor perhaps cycles of at-hand experience frames a pallet mottled with joy, grief perhaps we choose, conscious or no to pause, watch, maybe make sense of the spectacle of the unworldly with a smile of woe, perhaps recollection © 2013 … Continue Reading Aging…


in tears because the innocent have to die in this country, theirs, and others in tears because many put gifts above their own happiness their own needs in tears because politicians, like children bicker, squabble, then smiling stand on the wreckage of a once beautiful country In tears because Aboriginal … Continue Reading Shed

Rescues Me

in forty-eight years beheld, these eyes joy, grief, love, angst, melancholy of widest shades in exhaustive measures external are triggers of delight, woe, adoration yet I know within me stems worry, depression subjugating friendless isolation vexing my most patient friends, family how very bleak it seems till a child’s smile … Continue Reading Rescues Me


one step finds the other, time in forward passage leave us in want of more jeweled moments, yet how photos, video, all memory replacements, find us wanting, wishing for fragrances, caress, a smile so onward we pace and look up to the heavens for profundity look down to our feet … Continue Reading Onward

Bear of Grief

fringing my consciousness hoary, corpulent, always waiting just outside the door its taunting, laughing growl claws bared, paws raised to strike, indiscriminately I do not give permission I do not open the door to wreak havoc upon my spirit yet unwelcoming it comes splintering the door but far worse concealed … Continue Reading Bear of Grief