Looking out of the window
Trying to stay strong
Just getting tired
Need to get along
Finding it difficult
To stay awake
Not blogging much
Staying quiet
Feeling tired.
Goodnight.
Weakness overcomes
Being ill is tiring.
Tag: Poetry
More bad news
Is my heart broken?
I have to find out..
A failure to function
I want to scream and shout!
How many more things
Can fall off, or break,
This last year has been awful
For goodness sake!
Each time I get over
One thing and another
Life comes and bites me
Will I ever recover?
2 cats
Last night two of my cats
Sat on the arms of my chair
Like little lions
What did I do?
Move to take a photo
Then one curled up
And went to sleep!
Bravery?
I decided to write a poem on a poetry page on Facebook. Here it is.
I would like to be brave and post something here.
But my poems are mostly spontaneous.
An explosion of thought on the page.
My mind dances around thoughts,
Spiralling into nooks and crannies.
Flying across the landscape of my brain.
Hopefully landing safely and intact.
Backyard
There’s not enough space
I can’t get past!
I have to hop over the hose
Skip over the empty pots
Jump into the back door
When I’ve watered it all.
I’m watching the Olympics
Thinking could this be
A new green event?
Cat underfoot
Oi get out my way!
I want to go to bed.
I know the cat sat on the mat,
But you are way to fat
Just move out of my way
I don’t want to trip over your head
Or get downed by your paw!
Just move off the floor!
You’re a trip hazard….
Illness
I’d be curled up asleep
The cracks showing
My breath is no purr
More a slurring creak
I’ve been seen by the doctor
Medication prescribed
Now I wait for recovery
Bleugh
Tired and fed up.
30 things…
List 30 things that make you happy.
Flowers
Sunshine
Icecream
Shade
Trees
Cats
Purrs
Music
Space
Symphonies
Radio
Television
Films
Documentaries
Food
Hugs
Painting
Gardening
Photography
Friends
Family
Honesty
Oceans
Mountains
Peaches
Home
Swimming
Art
Singing
Astronomy.
Cut
My yard, flowers
Apple tree grows,
Next door? Hedge gone
Cut, hacked, defiled.
The view now, roofs
The birds homes shattered.
Where will the roost tonight,
Open up? Let in the light?
But shade gone, it will be blasted by heat.
The sun not shielded.
A sun trap,
No words can tell my despair?
They left a mess and an old fridge!
Well that’s nice to look at
Not!
Interesting?
Trying to make my cold drink cool?
Playing with position, am I a fool…
Place the camera low and see
What’s in the background
Line up the straw
Straight with the door
Blue white view
And green too
Outside the heat
Inside I’m seat-ed
In a cool suite
With a cold, chocolate, sweet
Drinking icy views in.
Mallaband-Brown 