LindaGHill is hear again to give us this week’s prompt. : “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “trip.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!”
Trip can mean a holiday or a journey, it can mean falling flat on your bum or your face! You can trip people up in a lie as in catch them out. Below is a Décima I wrote last year for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Décima Challenge. I originally wrote it about Libia. Today what I wrote about Libia is still true . I stream of consciousnessly changed the verses to fit Ukraine to fit all wars also. So this poem started out about Libia it took a trip and became a poem about Ukraine.
Line of blood drawn in snow or sand. Poison and fear begin to drip Over the evil rules you trip The men stand with guns in hand Take the children to safer land Every inch you have ever gained Corridors to freedom are drained. Deserted, left now high and dry False promises, innocents die Lost forever the freedom gained.
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.
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Powerful, Sis 💜
Thank you Sis 💜 how are you today 💜
❤ Ill message you
Okay 💜💜
Violence and oppression wherever practiced, has to end.
Yes if only 💜🇬🇧
Indeed
Wonderful and so very sad. Thank you Willow.
I just keep coming back to war however hard I try to escape it mind won’t let go 💜
I understand. My mind is overwhelmed with family loss and the horrors going on in the world. I am doing my best to avoid succumbing to the sorrow.
Sending you strength 💜
A sad but necessary message, Willow. Thank you
It is just beyond belief 💜
So true.
Very nicely done, Willow. Let’ hope you don’t have many chances to revise this poem again.
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please stand with Ukraine.
Thank you for reblogging John 💜 we need to spread the word.
You are welcome my dear friend.
Thank you 💜
Thank you dear friend for sharing.
Wonderful post, Willow, although so very sad these horrors exist in this day and age. KL ❤️
It’s so sad K.L. that we never seem to learn. There’s always a mad man somewhere wanting power. 💜
A wonderful poem Willow! ❤ ❤ love it!
Thank you Carol a subject that hurts 💜💜