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”
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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.
Parkies, life and grief
As with any other person, there is much more to my life than just the diagnosis of Parkinson’s. I carry with me a grief that no mother should have to face. The death of my oldest son, suddenly and far too soon at just short of his 39th birthday. One thing that I find comfortContinue reading “Parkies, life and grief”
Words are important
I know there will be changes to my body in the future. I think I am prepared for that. The thing that I am not looking forward to, is that one day my voice will change and my words both spoken and written may leave me. I have had some symptoms which apparently can beContinue reading “Words are important”
Learning to bowl… with a Parkies brain
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”
Who am I?
As I am on the cusp of my retirement, I found this poem that I had written some time ago and it spoke to me. I thought I would share it with you. It is very much a reflection of the stage of life I find myself in. Having spent the last 20 years identifyingContinue reading “Who am I?”
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…”
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…”
My journey with Parkinsons 