
roses in the rain
lives lived underneath grey skies
between sunny days
poetry, prose, and photography
roses in the rain
lives lived underneath grey skies
between sunny days
through the sunlight
colors burst forth
ever so briefly
early morning rain
this gentle song sung to me
under the street light
summertime's motion
as petals grow and then fade
the grace of sunlight
another day
the halo proven
an illusion
moments of summer
petals briefly in the sun
then fading earthwards
Today’s prompt is “elevate”. I’ve been thinking about birds today, so here is my contribution.
still beneath the clouds birds dancing upon the wind elevate spirits
Some words are gentle sunlight
Some words flash
Like a nuclear bomb
At midnight
Thirty years ago today, our son David, took his own life. He’d be 51 today, if he’d lived, our lovely boy.
I’m reposting this blog from 2019 in his memory, and for all the other troubled children.

1992. Only a few weeks after his twenty-first birthday,our son David died in a fall from the top floor of a high-rise block of flats behind the Merrion Centre in Leeds. I see it from the motorway every time I drive to Leeds .
Suicide prevention remains a universal challenge.Every year, suicide is among the top 20 leading causes of death globally for people of all ages. It is responsible for over 800,000 deaths, which equates to one suicide every 40 seconds.
Every life lost represents someone’s partner, child, parent, friend or colleague. For each suicide approximately 135 people suffer intense grief or are otherwise affected. This amounts to 108 million people…
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