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!”
Category Archives: Poetry
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)”
What is Parkies to me?
A Poem…. What is Parkies to me, well it is a giftI look at my life and my spirit will liftI live with more depth, much less on the surfaceIt’s given me now a life full of purposeIt makes time more precious I spend on this earthIt gives me more focus, it gives me selfContinue reading “What is Parkies to me?”
Parkies promotes poetry…
I was reading a post on the Parkies FB page that I follow and to my surprise the following statement was made: “It is a well known fact that Parkinson’s brings out the creativity in PWP’s. It is one of the few gifts that we get from this unwelcome guest. For those who haven’t triedContinue reading “Parkies promotes poetry…”
The words in my head
My words come to me My words come to me, at times they’re unbidden From the depths of my brain, where they’ve been hidden I can be busy at work or driving my car They come to me often, wherever we are The words that I write can move me to tears As I tryContinue reading “The words in my head”
Parkies, Positivity and Purpose…
I was out with my husband today having a coffee in a local cafe. We were talking about a new project that I am working on. He turned to me and said, ‘You know, since you’ve been diagnosed with Parkinson’s you seem to have more positivity and purpose in life.’ I had to agree heContinue reading “Parkies, Positivity and Purpose…”
My journey with Parkinsons 