You are so tired your pain is tangible it breaks my heart to see you struggling. You are so brave you insist on your walk no matter how it makes you suffer. Your breathing is so laboured as you walk, well wobble, you limp on all four legs. Your wound still weeps as I do as I watch you. We both hide our pain as we know your Daddy is denying your struggles…he knows but it’s unspoken. You may have weeks, months or days I just pray you are happy.
As you sleep do you dream of youth? Puppy play and training to assist. No rest, training starts young in truth So much expected of you the heaven kissed. You served, you worked , we gave you play. We loved you from afar until the day You came to live with us We hope you have enjoyed your retirement A princess among dogs we love you Our children and their children love you too.
Its Christmas Day and I want to wish you all, every single one of you, a wonderful, healthy and happy Christmas. Be safe and enjoy yourselves. 🎄🎄☃️☃️🥂🥂🎁🎁🌟.
In other news we have had a phone call yesterday afternoon from the Noel Fitzpatrick Oncology Vetinary Hospital to say that Ruby, our old girl, Labrador is doing great and we can take her for short walks and her wound is looking excellent. Hubby and I are now qualified Vets after all the time we’ve spent dressing her wound.
When we are young we rush and race. No time to watch the flowers grow Or count raindrops as down they flow. Everything was done at fast pace We had style and we had such grace. Then as we age we slow right down . Our efforts to catch time a frown You’d think that over time we’d learn But no we simply crash and burn We try to fly but slowly drown.
Here we are on Saturday and our host LindaGHill has set up our SoCs prompt : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “close eyes and point.” Grab the closest printed material to you when you sit down to write your post, open it up (if it’s a book, flyer, etc.), close your eyes, and point. Whatever your finger lands on, use that as your prompt. Have fun!
Thanks. The nearest printed matter was a card from our middle son. I followed the instructions to a T. What I ended up with was THANKS. Well what can I do with that I asked myself, well I can celebrate it. Funnily enough it’s cropped up a lot this week. Firstly the card.
From our middle son, thanking us for helping him achieve something he never thought he might.
Then there were the flowers from hubby as a thanks for looking after him while he has been unwell.
Then there was the phone call from eldest son who said Thanks so much for being an ear and shoulder while he got through isolation and Covid the other week, miles away and on his own.
Just when I thought I was thank you’d out I got this what’s app from youngest son.
[05/11, 07:48] Hi Mum, I was thinking you of you this week. Especially when I was ironing the boys school shirts Thanks for doing mine for all those years 😊
Well I thanked them all and I have to admit they all made me feel a million pounds, so I made sure I thanked them back .
Such a tiny word Yet it means so very much It lifts the spirits.
Sangeetha, from MindFills selected the photo for this week. It’s her personal photo, so please add the image credit. Remember, we can see what’s in the image, so write your poem using the image as an inspiration.
Don’t just describe what you see in the image. Think about metaphor and allegory. Don’t forget to use imagery in your poem. Just remember to check what form you’re using. Some of the Japanese forms frown upon the use of metaphors.
Tilini – The Himalaya, 2021 photo credit – sangeetha
I am the wild flow you are the stay and anchor we are stuff of life.
It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month! This is our chance to work with a specific syllabic poetry form. Take this opportunity to learn more about the particular form.
Dark skies, so cold I pull my coat about me, glad of its warmth. I hear you, calling to me. Suddenly the empty space around me is full of people, strange people. Scared of crowds I make for you, you call and guide me. My fear of crowds heightens my senses. I reach you and feel your strength and your knowledge. At last I am safe.
so deep are your roots unlike me, shallow, flailing I’m blown back in time drawn back through millions of souls. To you, to love, to the truth.
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