It seems like forever I have been writing poetry. I started when I was five years of age and it’s just something that I have always done. There have been periods of time when I have not written poetry for quite a while, but for the last three or four years I think that IContinue reading “My poetic nature…”
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An older person is a person too – A poem about ageing
You see an older person, so wrinkled and so slowBut they are still a person, we’re lucky we can knowThe picture that we have of us and how we cope so wellCan sometimes have a different view, we hear our children tellNo longer in the flush of youth, we’ve memories to shareOf lives we’ve livedContinue reading “An older person is a person too – A poem about ageing”
Continence and other joys – A poem about ageing
There are many joys in growing old and many not so muchThere doesn’t seem a body part that doesn’t hurt to touchThere is skin that’s not so stretchy, it separates in foldsThe saggy bod and saggy boobs, sure show that we are oldThere’s eyes that do not shine as bright, as they did in ourContinue reading “Continence and other joys – A poem about ageing”
I am the old woman – A poem
If ever there is someone I make fun of on a regular basis, it is me! I rely on my sense of humour that I don’t offend myself and hopefully therefore do not offend anyone else. Today I realised, I am an old woman. So, I wrote a poem about it. As you do! OrContinue reading “I am the old woman – A poem”
Shop to shop hopping
We love to shop,my cousin and ILike to get bargains, don’t like the price highI will buy retail, though only on saleShe loves perusing an Op shopping railOp shopping’s great if the company is goodCousin and I in our neighbourhoodCousin will chide me for buying retailOh, it’s a bargain I plaintively wailWhen we’re together, IContinue reading “Shop to shop hopping”
“The Bloodsucker’s Curse” – A podcast and poem
I have been cursed with really tricky veins and have had even the most experienced phlebotomist (there is no rhyme …) have to give up and walk away defeated. It has been consistently a problem and I get tense every time someone requires that I have blood taken. It is usually preceded by something like,Continue reading ““The Bloodsucker’s Curse” – A podcast and poem”
Hospital, health and Harrahs – a poem and a Podcast
i wrote this yesterday, inspired by being weighed to get me ready for my operation on Monday. I write a lot of my poetry when I am stressed. Sometimes like today, I can be sitting getting blood taken – hey that’s an idea for a poem – and a poem starts to come to me.Continue reading “Hospital, health and Harrahs – a poem and a Podcast”
I love my husband – A poem not about Parkinson’s
Just because life is not all about Parkinson’s, I like to write and share the odd poem and this is an odd poem! I hope you like it.
Two poems – ‘Where is the little boy?’ and ‘Have you seen your mother naked?’ – Podcast
As you can probably tell from the title, these are two very different poems! But, for different reasons, they both make me smile when I read them. I hope you enjoy them both. I have posted these before on this blog, if you want to read them for yourself, just do a search for poemsContinue reading “Two poems – ‘Where is the little boy?’ and ‘Have you seen your mother naked?’ – Podcast”
Party Priorities Men vs Women – Podcast Episode 7
I thought I would share a poem I wrote recently about different perspectives of priorities when having a party. Being the season of barbeques and family gatherings, I thought this was a good fit for the ‘silly season’. I hope you enjoy it.
My journey with Parkinsons 