Today’s prompt…write a poem . . . in the form of a poetry prompt. Tell Me a Story tell me about life, yours. speak of what you’ve done, your challenges. tell me of your hopes and wishes, your dreams. share with me the worst day ever, your nightmares. tell us about freedom, yours. speak of… Continue reading Day 4
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Echoes of the Past
Wow! Day 3 already. Since my last brain surgery to treat my epilepsy, my ability to understand, process information precludes me from using today’s prompt. So. I let my mind drift, as it often does, and came up with this: a song, word or a phrase, a brief moment of déjà vu, a repetition of… Continue reading Echoes of the Past
Bumfuzzled and Bamboozled
Today’s prompt is to create a poem using ‘weird’ words. Nothing too difficult for this off-the-wall, over-the-bend, off-her-rocker, poet! Enjoy today’s fun 🙂 Bumfuzzled . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . …………Confused and perplexed over Gobbledygook . . . . . . . .… Continue reading Bumfuzzled and Bamboozled
Heart’s Blood
{NaPoWriMo April 2022} Poem No. 1 THE beat goes on … thump…thump…thump, expanding and contracting, forcing oxygen through the tiny tubes winding throughout within its protective cage. Twisting, turning, curving in … curving out … about the cogs of finely oiled parts—greasing the wheels. THE core of intricate parts, the centre of the whole. WITHOUT… Continue reading Heart’s Blood
I just had to share
Thanks for viewing. Have a lovely last few days of March. I guess we’re going out like a lamb here in Calgary. Enjoy the sunshine!! Hugs,
Getting Out and About
It’s Spring! Or it’s supposed to be! Calgary saw a few little flakes of ‘dandruff’ yesterday, or was it the day before? I can’t keep track of the days anymore. They just float by, just like that white stuff we all wish would go away! But we did have a few spring-like days recently. The… Continue reading Getting Out and About
Introspection
{Long post warning} A thought occurred to me this morning, one of those AH-HA moments where the realization of something that’s bounced around in the crevices of your mind now appears as Johnny did in The Shinning. In the early days since my epilepsy diagnosis, I journalled writing down every thought, fear, frustration, and anything… Continue reading Introspection
Here We go Again…
The mind is a mysterious place. I felt good. Life was moving along. The new support group for the seizure unit given the green light. Another laser surgery to treat my glaucoma booked, my twice weekly volunteer shifts at the hospital going well, the only box not ticked was my sleep. I’d managed a mere… Continue reading Here We go Again…
People and Places
Over the years since my epilepsy diagnosis, I’ve encountered all sorts of individuals and found myself in places I never imagined. Almost 2 years after my sentencing, I’d hadn’t connected with anyone, other than my old boss, who had epilepsy or knew what I was experiencing. I had my sister, of course, a medical professional… Continue reading People and Places
I am Numb
It’s true what they say about being depressed—you’re the last one to know. It’s as if we can’t recognize the signs, or we don’t want to. The old,’ if I can’t see it, it’s not real’ philosophy. But with everything else in life, you can’t wish things away. If you turn your back on it,… Continue reading I am Numb