My Wordly Wealth

Heather Williamson

Poetry on roots, love, life and faith

Tag: Comfort

  • Wife jeans

    Why do they sellGirlfriend jeansAnd mom jeansBut not wife jeans?One pair for the youngSlimAnd carefreeAnother pretending to be For the older andSlightly more curvyBut always modelled By the same teenagerWho wears eachLike she hasn’t a careIn the worldWhat about the jeansFor the maritally content?The not-going-anywhereMake-his-dinnerRemember-the-appointmentsDo-the-school-runAnd-let-the-cat-out-again jeans?The eventually-realise-thereAre-holes-worn-in jeansThat you had for the last ten yearsAnd… Read.

  • On the train home from London

    I am fascinated by nostalgia. As CS Lewis wrote in his book The Weight of Glory, a person managing to travel back to a time long ago, whose memory was very sweet, “would not have found the thing itself, but only the reminder of it.” In German the word ‘sehnsucht’ sums up this sense of… Read.

  • Read us again

    Is it escapismto take down from the shelf againthat old classic that you love – turning the dog-eared pages with that familiar anticipation?Is it merely comfort-seeking to watchtime after timethe film that is so brim-full of lovelinessthat you weep againand something in you is healed for a moment?I think it is a wish for the… Read.

  • What will you leave behind?

    What will you leave behind as you go?I hope I leave only footprintsWhere I have journeyedNot the scratch of graffiti On the lives that touched mineNor the rotting stench of bad attitudeOr ugly behaviourLittering the paths I trodI cannot tellI fear there are wounds I have givenI wish I might with kindnessWipe them awayBut gentleness… Read.

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