Day 11 of a month with Yeats. Jane Dougherty’s creation as an alternative to NanoWritMo. Today’s Quote is.
“Where time is drowned in odour laden winds.
And druid moons, and murmuring of boughs. W. B. Yeats.
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The scent of life the smell of death.
Sweet the smell of life as the cradle rocks
Early dawn and rising moon
Time is essence tenuously held by clocks.
T’is fleeting gossima and gone too soon.
Man had come and he will go
The moon will ensure the rivers flow.
The harsher scent of the death bed calls.
As fire consumes it deathly palls.
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. Back in 2010 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 " 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 53yrs this comming year. I have found 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.
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 be as strong 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.
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Another brilluant take sis x
Thank you Sis 💖💜
Lovely first line!
It just presented itself to me 💜
🙂
Nice ❤ ❤ ❤
Enjoying your poetry, Willow – well written once again.
(And now I’m finally caught up and am off to bed. Hope you have a great Sunday! 😊💞 )
Hi Sunday arrived sunny but now it is raining but hey the sun is shining 😱
We’re having the same weather here! A mild sunny rainy sunny cloudy sunny day! 😆
Here in St Lucia until Friday 💜
Hope you’re enjoying! 😊💕
Thank you we really are, apparently it is freezing at-home! 🌹
No wonder you’re having such changeable weather. Tropical rains and everything. Sounds nice!
It really is 💜🍷🍹
Very nice
Thank you 🌹💜