Heather Williamson

Poetry on roots, love, life and faith

Tag: friendship

  • Friendship is love

    I do not want to hold your handBut I am glad if you haveA hand to holdI may not wish you were mineAll aloneBut I wish you so happyI do not want you toGaze into my eyesBut to stand beside meTo admire the same viewI hope you are safeWarmFedLovedAnd if you are notLet me hold… Read.

  • I took my scalpel to a poem

    I asked myself one day what made a poem a poem. I might have done better to ask other people, obviously, because it turns out I don’t know!! I decided it might well be a mystery, and also rather subjective – a bit like asking “What is worthy of being called art?” I took my… Read.

  • Weathered love

    I want lived-in loveThe hot heat of romance burns itself outBut the quiet strength of weathered loveHas something moreLove that has sat upon a tempestuous seaOf sorrow or troubleThat has desperately wept at hopelessnessOr sickness long sufferedBut has risen still with the dawnAnd with deliberate fresh devotionThis is loveThis outlasts, outstrips the sprint of early… Read.

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