Fibromyalgia, Poetry and me…..
To all my readers I wish a Happy Halloween! 🎃 I hope you enjoy my poem.
Into the surreal sunrise
🌅🌅
Behind me
A whispering
Chilling
Voice
Calls out…
I gulp
Look around
And find
Darkness!
🌄🌄
I’m walking
Over
A deserted
Cornfield
It’s eerie
Shadows
Jump
Out
As I walk
🌅🌅
I notice
A speck
Of light
In
The distance,
Suddenly
The sky
Lights up
Vibrant colours
🌄🌄
Magenta
Scarlet
Umber
Cerise
Fade
Slowly,
To
White
Pure Sunlight
🌅🌅
Poem by Spiral White
As the nights draw in summer is fading away and the cool Autumn days are here. I was inspired by John Keats poem To Autumn which I posted last week for national poetry day. For this week’s post, I’ve written a poem based on the autumn season.
Is it Autumn?
🍂🍂🍂
The chill
Of the wind
Blows strongly
Today
I’m wrapped up
Warm and cosy
🍂🍂🍂
I see
A gold carpet
Leaves twirling
Scattering
Subtle tints glinting
In subdued sunlight
🍂🍂🍂
Wild fruits
Show vibrant hues
A stags
Silhouette
Cuts in through
Hazy morning mist
🍂🍂🍂
Forest fungi
Begin slowly unfurling
Migrating birds
Circling
Through cool air
Flying far away
🍂🍂🍂
It’s definitely
Autumn
Now!
By Spiral White
Anyone who’s experienced cancer treatment, or is going through treatment at the moment will identify with the endless appointments and time spent waiting. It’s a lonely time, particularly with coronavirus.
Waisting time
Again
My life ticks
Away
No book 📖
No phone 📞
No newspaper 📰
To settle into
As coronavirus reigns
Boredom remains
🌷🌸 🌷🌸🌷
One hour
Or three
Today
I’m feeling lucky
Maybe
Two hours…
My legs feel dead
I’ve been sat so long
I’m past caring
The outcome,
Whatever
🌷🌸🌷🌸🌷
I’m surrounded by
Pink
Flowery pictures;
🌷 🌷
I feel smothered
In this moment
My name is called
Reality beckons me now
I have breast cancer
Why is it
Pink
and flowery?
🌷 🌷
Poem by Spiral white
In with the #new!
This week, I’m looking to the future and whatever it may have in store. Looking at things in a positive way is something that’s always been important to me when writing my posts. Having a positive outlook on life is not always easy but it’s really important in difficult times like the present.
I know there are lot’s of people out there, who are really frightened about leaving their house and going out..
I’ve written a new poem to reflect our very troubled times. The title could be viewed as misleading; although I think we are all looking to the future at the moment and hoping for some more productive times ahead.
A new direction – to our future…
But where are we heading?
How to start?
Or where are we going?
Have we lost direction?
Too many things happening
Nothing is the same now
No one listens anymore
But, did they ever, though?
Or learns, from past mistakes
What is the future now?
Trapped inside this spiral world
A first step forward
Is now
Don’t look back…
Poem by Spiral-White
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Reflections from a few encounters
