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

Thursday, January 18, 2018

Help on My Journey



I whisper for help
as lesions of doom betray
my former life plans.

Fellow travelers
on my life’s unforeseen path
grant community.

The sadness of loss
experienced and to come
becomes bearable.


Inspired by Nicole Lemelle’s

9 comments:

Anne said...

Judith
I get soo happy when I see one of your Haikus in my blog feed
I’m not posting on my blog anymore - instead I have a book blog in Danish.
The MS has forced me to work less hours - that gives me more hours to read
Many thoughts and prayers your way from little Denmark

Gail said...

Hi Judy - I too so love when I see you surface from the depths of your truth. I haven't been posting. I read others. With hope for us all
Love Gail
peace.....

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Anne, it’s always a delight to find a message from you. I’m sorry MS is challenging you. Good luck!

Gail, and I love to see you when I surface. I hope I can remain above water longer this time. But MS and personal life are still a challenge. Poetry, though, is always a joy. I hope I can continue to share it with all of you.

Karen said...

Ahh Judy, good to see you here. I am not posting on my blogs much. MS has been challenging me as well.

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Karen, so great to see you too. You're part of the community which makes the unbearable MS experience anything resembling bearable. Thank you for that. I wish you and your family well.

Kim Standard said...

Bearable is a great description of those times we go through! Glad to visit here. I feel I have had cog fog or plain busy

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Thanks for visiting, Kim. We are all affected by cog fog, I would guess.

nicole said...

I love it Judy.

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Thanks for inspiring me, Nicole. In every sense of the word.