InThe LarkbyG. C. PateThings PastA reflection on memory and its power to shape the future — a poemAug 3, 2021Aug 3, 2021
G. C. PateThe Girl in the CafeRain pelted down the windows like it always did. Her reflection peered back at her in the glass from behind the raindrops.Aug 1, 2016Aug 1, 2016
G. C. PateWhen She Was GoneShe had an eloquent way of speaking in silence. Unanswered questions would hang in the air like smoke. You could gaze into her eyes and see…Aug 3, 2016Aug 3, 2016
G. C. PateA Proliferation of CatsA proliferation of cats around her door, like she was their queen, they mewled and they pawed but she hated cats, and her road was too full…Oct 28, 2016Oct 28, 2016
Inthe CafebyG. C. PateMy SkinThis is my skin grown by me All my own work it makes me happy It keeps my heart dry when it rains and it hails It keeps me warm when the…Nov 29, 2016Nov 29, 2016
G. C. PateThe Umbrella ManWhen the sunlight is golden the umbrella I’m holding is closed, but not tight for all her fears might burst open like rain and she’ll need…May 19, 2017May 19, 2017
Inthe CafebyG. C. PatePassengerIt has been some time now. I look in the mirror and see the slight, downward arc of my mouth, which used to offer the promise of a smile…May 19, 20171May 19, 20171
InPoets UnlimitedbyG. C. PateTomorrowTomorrow, the world Towards it I’m hurled My yesterdays caved My today can’t be savedJul 2, 2017Jul 2, 2017
InPoets UnlimitedbyG. C. PatePut Out the LightPut out the light when your reading is done I’m ready to dream that I’m a better someoneJul 3, 2017Jul 3, 2017
InPoets UnlimitedbyG. C. PateBe ThereBe there for me, when the sun goes down, the balloon which lifts my heavy frown Paint the sky’s old days in your beautiful rays, be the…Jul 5, 20171Jul 5, 20171
InPoets UnlimitedbyG. C. PateOne Call AwayOne call away is no distance at all though our feet have walked miles my heart stays where it fallsAug 21, 2017Aug 21, 2017
InPoets UnlimitedbyG. C. PateShadeThere is a shade in me or there was back then an echo of misery wrapped up in regret I tried to keep all my grief back in my past to…Sep 24, 2017Sep 24, 2017
Inthe CafebyG. C. PateHer Funny WaysLipsticks, a hundred no, a thousand - they’ve grown Nail varnishes clinking as they outgrow their home My word, so many colours, I’d never…Sep 24, 2017Sep 24, 2017
InPoets UnlimitedbyG. C. PateHer Hand in MineSome days small hands are all I know Her laughter is the sun’s soft glow Her smile the kindest seed I sow As I try to breathe and try to…Sep 30, 20172Sep 30, 20172
InPoets UnlimitedbyG. C. PateRaven at Your ShoulderA raven at your shoulder, looking Too fleeting is your soul’s safe haven Raven on your shoulder, seeing the colours in me, for you, blazing…Nov 11, 20171Nov 11, 20171
InPoets UnlimitedbyG. C. PateWedding BellsAt wedding bells the bride’s heart swells, the groom, hungover, takes a pill Amongst buttons, bows and hats, the mothers do their thing…Sep 22, 2019Sep 22, 2019
Inthe CafebyG. C. PateOnwardIn the gardens of the disenchanted stand the ruins and memorials, grow the leaves of never-blooms curled around twisting vines with…Sep 26, 2019Sep 26, 2019
InPoets UnlimitedbyG. C. PateThe Man in the MoonThe man in the moon he watched you tonight when your head touched the pillow until you saw the dawn’s lightOct 1, 20194Oct 1, 20194
Inthe CafebyG. C. PateHourglassAll lovers hope that time is not straight that it twists and it turns to a shape made by fate That love can’t be broken by days spent…Oct 17, 20191Oct 17, 20191
