Daily life

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I  struggle every day to remain well,

It's an obstacle course, of sorts,

Yesterday, I was ko'd, knocked out,

But before the count of 10 I was 

Up again, fighting to recover my balance, my poise.

On my toes

I rose to the challenge.

Today,  I Am fasting, the best detox I know,

Hoping I will recover, in time 

To watch a film, have a meal,

Get up from my bed. Be well.

It's been like this since cancer struck.

Illness has liberated me from any vestiges of arrogance or pomposity

When I can walk, I look at people's

Faces and wonder what crosses

They themselves must carry.

The secret is to see myself as lucky

My family, poetry, music and study

All insulate me from the demons of despair

But, on wild nights or windy, I wonder

Where we'd be without this fall into mortality:

A pre-Lapsarian paradise where those we love will never die

As nightingales will, forever, sing

In their full-throated ease beneath the bluest

Of blue skies. Hello. Goodbye.

◄ outfoxing the furies

Being here ►


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John Marks

Sat 8th Feb 2020 21:01

Thank you Mark, Cathy and Just me. I agree Mark, chance/luck/happenstance/fate/providence/God's will (call it what you like) too often blights human lives. Also, the accident of birth, and our genetic inheritance, are also a matter of chance which some very stupid people take credit for, when the cards happen to fall their way.

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M.C. Newberry

Fri 7th Feb 2020 17:16

The lottery - often cruel and unfair - of living this human existence.
is well put, wih some lines that stay in the mind. To which i add.....
Life is a frail and passing thing
To which, like love and hope, we cling.
When healthy we barely spare a thought
For that which fate and fortune has brought;
But all things must come to an end
And our pleasure must be in the spend. 😌

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