2am – and I’m awake..
Disturbed sleep…
unexpected silence
So quiet – no chatter
No shouting at friends
As Destiny evolves

Computer standing…
No lights, no fans
Keyboard unlit – mouse dead
Desk unattended
It’s all off…

It feels so strange
Just yesterday we were talking
and the day before,
sharing sounds
talking games…

Today – you’re gone…
Our home – is missing…

Strong feelings of loss
And so much to remember…
Separation was expected
but expectation…
does nothing to still the emptiness

I need to get a grip
to find my way to…
The Boy is no longer..
You have become a Man

On the move of my Son to University – Martin Addison – 28/09/2020

Space is a Void

A freedom now denied

A place of distant memory

Without Space

Time has no Continuum

Dates are numbers

Hung on doors in a never-ending corridor

Today, yesterday, have little meaning

When you don’t know when they were

Four walls

An Event Horizon

Is it today?

And is today…


You see, I’ve sort of…


And in the Heisenberg of today

I guess we’ll always be uncertain


I can measure where I am

Or.. I can measure how fast

I am travelling down

That Corridor…

But I cannot know

Where all my coordinates are


I guess they’re somewhere..

2 metres from the nearest wall?


Martin Addison – 20/04/2020

Alone in Solo walks today – passing neighbours; become strangers

Wondering – am I clean – itchy nose

Fearful of the unknown – known

Mother’s day without flowers – without hugs

Family time is the time of separation

No hands; no contact

Love clings to hope for tomorrow

The chance to open arms again

And hold each other

In the Warmth of Togetherness

A dim light – glowing in the dark of now