A good example of how slowed processing in my Parkies brain, can make things more challenging than for the average person. Too much information, from too many people, in a short space of time just ends up a confusing jumble in my mind. So I wrote this poem… Learning to bowlWhich side is the bais,Continue reading “Learning to bowl… with a Parkies brain”
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A poem about bowls
BowlingBowling some say is a game for the agedThe elders, retired, the no longer wagedBut I have been trying my hand at the gameAnd let me just tell you, it’s kind of a shameThat those who have said, haven’t given a goFor they would then get, what I now knowIt can be quite tiring toContinue reading “A poem about bowls”
A sense of community…
For many years now I have basically had my social supports and contacts from people I work with. Maybe one or two I have had the odd social contact out of work with, but mainly it is just social chat and people to share lunch with and we don’t seem to catch up outside ofContinue reading “A sense of community…”
The Parkies Poet…
The Parkies Poet She is the Parkies Poet she says ‘the Parkies Poet am I’She sits there at the keyboard and watches her fingers flyShe sits and writes a poem, it may be happy or sadJust sits and writes a poem, and hope it won’t turn badIt may not be about Parkies, the topics canContinue reading “The Parkies Poet…”
For my friends… I know it was hard for you to say!
My friends had the difficult job of telling me some honest truths about my symptoms, which unfortunately I didn’t realise had become noticeable… So, I wrote them a poem. I cruise through life so slowly and try to do my bestI’m grateful for my family, for I am truly blessedAlthough I do have Parkies, IContinue reading “For my friends… I know it was hard for you to say!”
Feeling poetic…
Who am I?Who am I, I wonder as I sit here at my deskWhat words to use, what would be the bestIs it by my job that I would be defined?Is it how I think and how sharp is my mind?Is it as a mother, though now my kids have grown?Is a mother needed, nowContinue reading “Feeling poetic…”
A funny little poem, from my happy place to yours
I have been asked to share a poem by one of my followers. My poetry is usually lighthearted and this is one example. This was inspired by a lack of teaspoons at a job I was working at briefly. I hope you like it. Ode to the teaspoonI tried to find a teaspoon, to stirContinue reading “A funny little poem, from my happy place to yours”
A poem for our grandboys…
I found a bag that I hadn’t used for some time and I found a notebook in there which I must have taken to Wellington when I visited my son, his wife and their three beautiful boys. It inspired me to write this poem. I thought I would share it with you, as I haven’t shared anyContinue reading “A poem for our grandboys…”
Lost for words…
My words are important to me. I have always had a love of words. Of poetry. Of poets and for me I have also always loved William Shakespeare. I like many types of poetry, especially those that tell a story like Pam Ayres’ work. My particular favourite – which I always wanted to read toContinue reading “Lost for words…”
I’m feeling very old… (A poem)
I’m feeling very old as I’m puffing up the hillI’ve gone and caught a bug and the cough is with me stillI’m walking with a stick because my right knee’s bungThere’s nothing like a stick to feel no longer youngI’ll still go out for walks, but seem to tire quickMy Parkies’ not to blame it’sContinue reading “I’m feeling very old… (A poem)”
My journey with Parkinsons 