April 3, 2019

I feel a great sadness, at my lack of maintaining this website. I just keep forgetting about it. When I was actively working on publishing my book of dog poems, I found it easier to focus on my blog. I have been so distracted by my everyday life, and time keeps slipping by.

March 17th, I turned 60 years old. Donna and my friend Baihlah threw me a beautiful surprise party. It was wonderful ! I felt very loved ! In my mind, I’m still about 12 years old. I don’t feel 60. Even with the difficulties that can accompany …

Life in the slow lane

You think that if something is important to you, you would remember to do it. That however, is not the case with me. When I started this blog I felt real gung ho. I was enthusiastic and committed. It was such an important part of where I was at, at that time. The importance of this blog has not changed for me.What has changed is life. These past two years in particular I have been dealing with various health issues.Breast Cancer, MS, Fibromyalgia, and most recently Benign Proxysimal Positional Vertigo.(BPPV) I’m dizzy all the time. I see a physical therapist …

Getting Organized

I have spent the last six months organizing my house. Cleaning out drawers and closets, getting rid of a lot of stuff. My friend Baihlah says, “Save the best, lose the rest.” I tried to follow that theme as I’ve gone through each drawer, closet, and room. Donna and I have lightened our load immensely.

For the last 3 months my dear friend and editor Cristina, has been helping me to organize my poetry. We have been learning together how to use more of the features offered by Scrivener, the Writing app I use for writing my poetry. We have …

I’m Back !

I truly don’t know how almost 4 months have passed since writing on my blog.I guess I had a lot of things going on. I’m May I had surgery to remove my ovaries and Fallopian Tubes.I’m at a higher risk for getting ovarian cancer due to family history of cancer. I also started on a new drug for my MS, and had to adjust to its side effects, while dealing with some bad side effects of yet another medication. It was causing severe depression, so I went off of it. It was a hormone blocker that my oncologist wanted me …

Let There Be Darkness

In the beginning
God said,

“Let there be Darkness,”
and Trump was born.

He watched as the Dark
began to inherit the earth.

He pounded his fist
in Trump tantrum style,

and bellowed
“What have I done

creating this crazy
bunch?”

They crossed the line
went straight to hell.

The bell knelled
for the rest of us,

things had to change.

We knew if we waited
just a bit longer,

the flames would consume
Trump and his gang,

Trying to be God
incinerated his being,

hopefully his rule will
soon be over.…

Yikes !

It’s March 6,2018 and I haven’t posted for months. Since my last post my chest wound has healed completely. I guess I got so busy living my life that I forgot about writing on my blog.

I really believed 2018 was going to be a better year, but the way this year has started out, it doesn’t appear so. Donna and I have just gotten over the flu. We were sick for 3 weeks. Then Friday I broke off my front teeth and my cap. I am not a happy camper. Implants were recommended. I will be spending the week …

My Wound Vac

I carry this machine around
like an elephant ear.

The implications
are hard to swallow.

Plastic hosing sucks
fluid from my wound

like an elephant taking
a drink with its trunk.

Heavy, bigger than
its actual size,

meaning is lost among
most,

as it is amongst
poachers.

But I know,

I know,
its meaning

like the elephant’s
footprint

on my throat.…

I Named my Wound Vac Betsy

Betsy is my bestie right now,
she is always
at my side.

She grooms my wound
keeps me attuned to,
any changes taking place.

She stimulates my healing,
sucking debris from
my chest.

She is the kind of friend
that comes around in
a person’s time of need.

Soon the need will be gone,
and she will be moving on,
though her time was well spent.

I am grateful for her support
and all she did to help,
she is free now to go help someone else.…

Healing Forward

I can’t believe it has been almost a month since I posted anything. Having this chest wound that needs to heal, really shows me just how powerless I am. I am doing everything I know, to get this wound to heal. I’m eating protein like crazy, I’m eating lots of pineapple, and taking extra vitamin C, both help promote wound healing. I’m hooked up to a wound vac which I have to wear 24/7. And yet, I can’t control how fast this thing is going to heal. It is going to take as long as it is going to take. …

Chest Wound

My heart is
buried

in a wounded
chest.

Rotting flesh
with a stench

so strong,

it scares away
dead fish.

The skin is
gone,

necrotized to
death.

New cells grow
like an embryo

waiting to be
born.

My heart is now
surrounded

by fresh flesh.…