In anticipation of hubby’s return from hospital, I had it all planned: get him settled, run prescriptions to the pharmacy, pick up a pre-roasted chicken and salads, then home to nurse him to wellness. Except, the chickens were sold out and the salads picked over, and the pharmacy backed up, and when I finally got […]
Too naive to understand … constant runwe watched the grains of sand dwindlelost in vast dimensionslearn…leapto purpose reasona simple understandingtransition…imminent…the path is notconquered by having a why (Once again I have borrowed from the brilliant minds of this week’s contributors to create a found poem. The author of each line is listed in the order […]
For Hammad Rais’s Weekend Skies
And on and on.Will it never end. The image is a perfect accompaniment to the poem.
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I turned it all off while my husband was in hospital. Highly recommended. Thanks Liz.
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Good advice.
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I am so very sorry that your husband was in the hospital. I pray that he is doing ok now.
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He is recovering. All good.
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Some great description in this poem , hive buzzes lies…Love that word – gobsmacked – almost every day I’m shaking my head.
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Thanks Heather. Like watching a train wreck set on repeat.
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yup, and we know we should stop watching, but we just can’t…
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Gobsmacked covers it, as does “ego bloodies” – well done. Wake me up in a month.
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do you think it will be over? I pray so.
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You raise a good point. I actually think it will. I have no reason why – just a hazy hunch. Perhaps wishful thinking along with prayers, but we’ll know soon enough.
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Gobsmacked! Love this word and you nailed it!
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Thanks Eugi
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Most welcome!
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