“A poem is the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

I Deplore …


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becoming housebound
my friendship circle dwindling
social life a bust

peeing all the time
being unable to work
money running short

not knowing how much
MS can take credit for
life's seeming shortfalls


8 comments:

Muffie said...

Sounds pretty much like my daily mantra, anymore. I blatantly blame it on MS, even if it's something entirely different. MS did this to me, so it now becomes my scapegoat for everything!

Karen said...

You said it perfectly Judy. That's my life too.

Robert Parker said...

Well, except that MS doesn't exit as a "blamable" entity, that'd be where I would be going too.

Ah, peeing all the time. I'm coming to a place Ram Dass calls "There I go again," but I don't think overenthusastic bladders are what he's talking about.

Although it does provide one with regular practice of "acceptance." And comparison shopping for good diapers, which when discovered do indeed make things better.

Gail said...

HI JUDY - yes, MS changes our lives, sure has changed mine as it has yours and so many others. I preserve what I can, hold to what and whom is precious and is willing to hang in with me - only a few. I make it be enough - what other choice do I have?
Love Gail
peace.....

xaidw B said...

Yes, MS is the thief, the devil that controls and isolates. Our society, as well, does not support those who are disabled, mentally or physically. A visit, a call, a nice pie...if only we lived near, these I would offer to you.
Hilda

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Muff, MS becomes so all-consuming that it is hard to imagine how it is not responsible for everything, because it can affect everything.

Karen, I'm sorry I had to be "perfect" about something so imperfect.

Robert, you always have such a nuanced read of my poems. I always come away with an enhanced understanding of my own words.

Gail, I too "preserve what I can, hold to what and whom is precious and is willing to hang in with me," seeking to find the gold hidden in the rubble of sand.

Hilda, we do not need to live near for me to know you are a loyal friend, something I treasure enormously.

Travelogue for the Universe said...

Judy, perfect description of my current status. You have a way😎

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Mary, I'm sorry you have to share such circumstances. I'm sorry for us all.