Our Weary World, (my thoughts)

Hey folks, I don’t claim to be a poet nor would I but I like to sometimes put my thoughts in a poem structure of sorts. When I checked the news this morning, my heart sank. The world is lost, what’s next I asked myself, and then as I opened a blank page to continue with a work in progress, the below thoughts came out instead.

Stay safe wherever you are.

 

Our Weary World

Beginning to adjust to the new ways, lockdowns, social distancing

And missing family.

Battles within fought every few days

To keep focus for my own good and to save others.

Waking up to days without names, without function or

urgency.

A diseased heart dictates.

I could cope just about, then.

 

Now,

Our world is broken.

Not by new ways but old that lived,

secrets in shadows, until the masks, fell off.

From a simmering pot to boiling dry.

Its burning smoke choking us in reality.

The time, when living drenched in unfairness and injustice was never

gone to be no more.

Evil thrived unseen, unspoken, uncared about.

Weaved through society, hidden beneath layers of indifference and I’m alright Jack.

The world is weary, it wants us off, to leave,

to let nature claim it back,

from greed, disrespect, and power.

Who to blame for ruining the pot?

We all point the finger,

away.

When we should point it at ourselves.

 

 

 

 

Men Hurt Too

Dear Readers,

Lacey is resting this week, she’s not coping very well with life at the moment, so it falls to me, her brother to write a few lines. I’m Robert, her older brother but you probably know that. She’s my baby sister, sorry, you probably know that too. At the moment all our lives are up in a heap after my mother died. Gosh how I miss her. I thought losing Dad was difficult but for some reason I thought Mum was going to last forever. Stupid, I know, I just didn’t want to lose another parent.

Today we have a letter from Lacey’s older brother, Robert.

Lacey Taylor is the star of her own series of books, first introduced in My Husband’s Sin before moving forward in Don’t Call Me Mum. With the Lacey Taylor story due to continue in book three next year, I thought it’d be a fun and enriching experience to explore her character and her backstory in more detail. And so was born Letters From Lacey, online exclusive stories from her past to run alongside the books. I’m delighted to dive deeper into this wonderful character as time goes on! And who knows, if all goes well, I may start expanding other characters from the books too!


Dear Readers,

Lacey is resting this week, she’s not coping very well with life at the moment, so it falls to me, her brother to write a few lines. I’m Robert, her older brother but you probably know that. She’s my baby sister, sorry, you probably know that too. At the moment all our lives are up in a heap after my mother died. Gosh how I miss her. I thought losing Dad was difficult but for some reason I thought Mum was going to last forever. Stupid, I know, I just didn’t want to lose another parent.

Being an only son, I guess it was seen that I step up to the table and be man of the house. No problem, was happy to do that, but God, it was hard. I had my moments too when I wanted to hide away and cry, in fact, I did. I hid my tears from others, silly now I know since there’s nothing wrong with grieving but I was young and saw it as important to man up.

Did Lacey tell you about Mum’s great revelation? Well she floored us. I mean we never saw it coming. Not a clue. I don’t know who to be more angry at, Dad or Mum. Both are to blame, both lied to us all. I can’t get my head around it so God knows what Lacey is feeling.

Look I do my best and guys it’s more than okay to show your hurt and grief, every tear you shed, is a tribute to the love you shared with the person lost. I have my days, but time helps to heal not that you forget, you never forget.

Thanks for reading, and remember no matter how bad life gets, it can and does get better. Watch out for my little sis, she deserves happiness, but sshh don’t tell her I said that, she’ll say I’m getting soft,

Robert Taylor


If you love Lacey as much as I do, be sure to check out her series and follow for more 😊 I plan to publish each week, alongside the usual writing tips and updates you’d expect. For fans of the series, be sure to share this with your friends and family… It’s more Lacey! And you won’t find these stories in her books…