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I lost him in December.
Since then my heart has been empty.
Now I’m alone, the universe seems cold.
Like Pandoras box, but with hope gone?
I have to carry on,
But it won’t be the same,
I’ve lost him, lost his name.
Lost my heart and soul.
Gone.
His birthday,
He was no fool
We would have had on this day
A walk by a pool?
It would have been a grand day
Even if it rained
The sun is shining today
But he’s not here, my friend.
I’m sitting feeling lonely
His life came to an end
He had so much to give
Love and hugs, not only
A great wish to live!
What are your morning rituals? What does the first hour of your day look like?
The excitement of porridge
The joy of tablets
A cool shower
If I can afford it
Trying to get dressed
Without getting tangled
Feed the cats
Work out what I can do today
It all takes time.
Wobbly arms and leg
Don’t help my balance
Feel like I’m moaning again
Let’s just go back
To bed…..
Fish ‘n’ chips
For tea,
For me!
What a treat
So nice to eat
Warming food
To lighten my mood
Just the sort you
Add vinegar and salt to
A delicious meal
To make me feel
Purring and happy
And so is my catty!
How often do you say “no” to things that would interfere with your goals?
Look at the sky, it’s blue,
I love that wonderful hue
I could ignore it
Pass it by
Be driven hard
Ambition charged
But then I’d miss the best of life
While dealing with the anxious strife
No time to stop and stare they say
Is not, for life a good way.
Try not to stress
Though I confess
I walk on sometimes
And miss sunshines.
What do you wish you could do more every day?
Get up in the morning with my cats
They are running around like bats
I mean silly rushing
Each one pushing
The boundaries of reason
But it’s the spring season
Jumping about then resting
And they’re always questing
To find a nook and cranny
To hide in like a canny
Cat, ready to pounce
Or at least flounce
Off in a huff
Which can be rough
To their friendly mate
Who’s left in a state
Of shock
After a sock
In the face with a paw
When they were calm before
Getting all het up
When they meet up
On the bed
They sort of see red
And chase
Yes that’s the case!
Hi jinks
When a claw sinks
In your nose
But it’s fun I suppose!
What is one word that describes you?
I decided to use the form of a limerick poem to describe the one word ‘eccentric’ that I have chosen for myself. The painting is of me as a green woman…
I’m rather eccentric, that’s me
I prefer that to ‘mad’ you see
I love paint and mess
With nothing to stress
And my mind is a buzz, like a bee!
Who is the most confident person you know?
My friend was the most confident
Always full of go
Tackled problems
Always in the know…
I wish she was still around
But she left a while ago
To pastures new
With confidence
But no big ego!
I wished her luck
And said go with the flow!
What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings?
My gratitude book it is blank
I feel like I’ve nothing to thank
Thinking all things are bad
When there is some good
But I keep on getting so sad…
I may try and fill in the blank
Pages with three thoughts a day
But it’s been so hard
To find the right way
I really don’t know what to say.
Words and drawings
For over a year
I collected my
Thoughts so dear
But then in December
Bad things I remember
Made me give up
On any small cheer.
I’ll start again one day
If my troubles do go away
My mind is in rubble
With no happy bubble
I hope that’s not how I will stay.
Coming into the bathroom
You always want to know
What I’m doing.
Paws dip into the water
From the tap
A delicate splish splash…
Lick paw and return
To the gentle trickle
Silver sparkle
Nose wet
You saunter off..
Mallaband-Brown