Fairy Lights

ageandanniesramblings.co.uk — Am I flying or is it a dream

It all looks so pretty it’s really a sight,the lights twinkle brightly braking the darkness of the night. Twinkle twinkle fairy lights hiding the truth of the city and the night. How high am I up here? Too high to climb back down I fear. I have never been at ease with heights but they do look inviting,those fairy lights.

It is cold up here I can feel the wind flapping my hair and biting my skin.The lights are still out there shining bright like little beacons beckoning to me in the night.

My head has stop buzzing and the answer is clear I have not felt this unburden for many a year. My eyes are just clearing the wider picture I see. From horizon to horizon the options are endless for me.

Gentle , gently I move to the edge , it is all crystal clear no more bets left to hedge. Looking down into the depths of the night feeling the tug of those twinkling lights. One little step leads to another my senses are shot my brain runs for cover.

Oh!it is such a long way down to those lights. It is funny, I thought I was afraid of heights.The wind in my ears begins to scream am I really flying or is this a dream. The lights are no nearer my feelings begin to soar this is really living and I am scared no more BRING IT ON WHAT IS NEXT ?HERE COMES THE GROUND WHAT HAPPENS NE………….

Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light ?? I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits. View all posts by willowdot21

8 thoughts on “Fairy Lights”

This is great! So light and playful and natural! I know there are a lot of treasures in these early posts. Will plan to browse now and then. 🙂

Thanks , what did you think of the ending I hoped it would be ambiguous, either the me, the flyer smashed into the ground or something completely different happened. I am so pleased you like this one of my early poemsXX

Magical! I really felt myself out there…

willowdot21 says:

Jan 26, 2012 at 10:23 pm

Thank you so much, I just hope you were not feeling suicidal!

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Nicely done.

When I was in first grade I read a story about a brother and sister who were given rocket packs that allowed them to fly through the air to anywhere they wanted to go. Naturally I spent the next several nights dreaming of doing the same. 🙂

willowdot21 says:

Mar 27, 2012 at 10:28 pm

Yes I think we all do that it is part of growing up
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I’m afraid, Willow, this feels solemn to me. It reminds me vividly of making my way to a height, with intentions of jumping. Well expressed though, & yes the ending was ambiguous 🙂

¸.•*¨*•. ♪♫♫♪Happy New Year Willow .♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸
˜”*°•.˜”*°•.˜”*°•.★★.•°*”˜.•°*”˜.•°*”˜” & wishing for YOU, what you wish this year.♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸

willowdot21 says:

Dec 30, 2012 at 1:41 pm

Yes Noeleen it does have an ambiguous ending it depends on how the reader see the situation. God bless you both be well happy and blessed in 2013 Hugsxxxxxxx

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