Twisted Love
Twisted is the love that enslaves
Bitter the lips that bite and gnaw.
Blood filled the path that leads to our graves.
Dark the blemish that hides the flaw.
I can never set you free.
For a thousand, thousand year you are bound to me.
#JusJoJan prompt the 8th – “Twisted” Poetry.
08 Jan 2021 19 Comments
in #Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #Tanka Prose, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma, #Gogyoka, JusJoJan, Just jot it January Tags: Immortality, JusJoJan, LindaGHill, savage love, Twisted, Vampires
The inconvenient walking dead… III #COVID #cancer #carers #lockdown
08 Jan 2021 16 Comments
Sue brings to light the the huge gap between paid and unpaid carers and the sad plight of the terminally ill.
Artwork by deviantART artist Scooterek
Following on from posts One and Two:
“Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn’t people feel as free
to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?”
Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy
Last spring when we went into lockdown and we were encouraged not to burden our doctors, I did not take my concerns to the surgery… and lost six months of potentially treating a now untreatable cancer. Now we are back in lockdown again, with the unconvincing prospect of everything being alright again once the vaccine has been fully distributed. We might, suggest the government, if enough people have the vaccine, even be able to begin lifting restrictions in mid-March.
At my last appointment on New Year’s Eve, the oncologist gave me three to six months. It is, I know, just a ‘guesstimate’ based on experience. He could be wrong, it might be longer… but it…
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Travel Challenge Reveal: Day 2.
08 Jan 2021 11 Comments
in photo prompt, photos Tags: day 2, Reveal, Travel Challenge
Another holiday that I have not blogged about. A beautiful day in France, a quiet village, between rain storms. We stopped for a picnic and fell in love with this house or its reflection.
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