Snakes at My Door

A preacher dominatessix o’clock newsmegaphone voicecommanding protestmask-less hordes roar A young repairmanoffs his mask with distasteclaims it’s all a hoax,the cure is withhelda ploy to control –read it on the internet. A friend whose wisdomand words have inspiredconfesses she’ll not acceptvaccination, as her lifeis in God’s hands. And from behind a curtainof despair, I observeas […]

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Ride Along With Me (2)

Passenger, am Ibackseat travellerinput unsolicited I ride along. Passenger, am Iview limiteddirection speculative I am not driving. Driver is motivatedself-assuredI relax…untiltemptation boards Wait a minute; who invited temptation? Driver is distractedego taking the wheelWho’s paying attention? I am not alone. Lackadaisical dropoutsits with me – moochand weekend boozer How did he get here? Vehicle is […]

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Survivor Instinct

Buried alive by illness’ onset only hope for escape tunnel whose guilt-lined walls oozed mucous of neglect, sorrow so raw, shredded faith – no light just a dull pulse screaming – I am alive. (Chronic illness is a game changer.  No amount of ambition can turn the tide.  One is left to face the onslaught […]

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Spirit Stands Strong

Progress – seldom linear – tosses me into unexpected decline – stranded and incapacitated. My son – with labour-hardened strength leaps to my side, steadying me and I feel the fear in his caring grip. My daughter, ever compassionate, reaches out for me with horror-filled eyes as my body crumples onto the bed. My husband, […]

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A Plea for Awareness

There is anger in dis-ease, an impotent railing against the injustice of biological systems bent on breaking souls; this relentless drag, this mournful existence, it is not pity that we seek, nor charity that appeases but answers, pragmatic protocols, procedures to dissuade the onslaught of symptoms, unburden our suffering – none of us weak, yet […]

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Resignation

Tried to drop in, visit the past – hoped to resurrect old passions – all that remains are intellectual reserves, in need of costumes to enact a play written without me; I’d help out but have neither the resources nor the physical ability to lower or raise myself to such expectations. It’s all so unnatural, […]

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Invitation Anxiety

Social invitations sing of acceptance, delightful opportunity to intermingle for the hale, the rehearsed, practiced in the choreography of wardrobe appropriateness disability cringes – NO! contrived behaviour suitable for enacting a script too stressing compromised memory can’t learn lines – intellect impaired, not improv-friendly – RETREAT! isolation a recurring sentence, illness the jailor; except anxiety […]

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The Same, But Broken (Take 2)

(Note:  I am revisiting old posts, trashing the unimpressive, and where possible, editing.  This is an edited version of an earlier poem.  Visit the original here.) Pervasive fragility blindsides – reduced to stretched and torn fibers – I teeter, mind obsessed, overwhelmed I am weeping…and not, frustrated by impossibility unwilling to face loss – cannot […]

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Nested

Nestled in with childhood truths – second-hand, missing perspective – nursing a creeping creativity: insignificant clarity expanding measurably, hurried. Once social, now retreating papered over failure, have fallen frigid waves infiltrating, overtaking chronically pained, over and over contemplating flight, freedom voiceless, expressionless, flat even revelation muted, unmoving boundaries, discussed, protective currently crumbling…underestimated the struggle, the […]

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Missing Lessons

No point hanging onto past – education is not preparation when illness decides to drop in neither Algebra, nor Social Science offers clues for solving the equation: Life minus ability equals:  what? Curriculum based on harsh realities would instruct how to tie up loose ends, gather what’s important, remain calm while filling prescriptions and countless […]

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