Need – Two Views

Need – Two Views   PERCEIVED NEED A perceived need to make this hotel largerin order to cosset hundreds more guestsin luxury suites, a swimming pool, gymand unheard-of facilitiesto ensure our reputation unchallenged rests.So down we must dig – four floors...

Zest

ZEST The worst thing that could happen to meis to lose a sense of purpose, you see.I know that my age – which is ninety-two -precludes me from most I’d like to do,but I don’t want a day to pass me bywithout a new thought or idea to try.Mobility restricted, I will do...

An Arm

  AN ARM I feel an arm, just laying bare.No muscle, just loose skin and bone is there.I sense the blood still flowing throughthe prominent veins, all now so blue.I think of her hair, so short and frazzled,mocking the style which once shone and dazzled.The nails...

A Change Of Direction

  When reclining in my chair -as often happens -I’m always puzzled as to what I can doto regain my zest for life.Being physically active is beyond me now,but my brain still works (after a fashion!)and challenges me how to use itwith conviction and...

Malice

A simple pleasure was once for me Watching the birds i could see Out of my living room window. Young families emerging from the hedge Gradually vanishing when they fledge The lovely bird feeder hanging outside Saw many a squabble where mum would preside And sort out...

To Have A Dream

TO HAVE A DREAM It’s best to have a dreamwhen pondering by yourself in bedall sorts of scenarios inside your head,completely unlikely and impossible too,for age has at last – sadly, unfortunately –got the better of you. But still, it’s best to have a dream –to wander...

The Kindness of Breath

When the space to breathe gets smaller and smallerThere’s no gasping, no panic,Just darker and darker.Another world of indifferent blankness –Who cares whatever happens next?No visions, no light, no thoughts.An awareness of invasion, through an arm:Just leave me...

New Year

A new year has come,but before it’s goneI must try and recordwhat my world has done.The time is short,it simply flies by. My body doesn’t work as it used to, I know -seems to have announced a permanent go slow -but I urge my brain on, not to slack:it needs to move...

THE CHOICE OF A LIFETIME

The little girl twirled and looked at the screen:so many lives with futures unseen . . .“I’d like them all,” the little one said,“though I know this choice could mess with my head. These twists and turns,these ups and downs,to meet them all with just a few frowns,to...

PULL YOUR SOCKS UP!

  I always longed to be slovenlywhen I was a wee small girl.I wasn’t quite sure what it meant, you see,but it was everything I wasn’t allowed to be.My socks and stockings must be pulled up fast -never allowed to droop at half-mast!Coats and cardies properly done...