poetry, Poetry Forms

True Hearts are Never Absent

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Absent

Alone was how she felt, regardless of his presence.
Betrayal felt strong as his eyes averted to the screens.
Somebody else seemed to occupy his focus more.
Every time she looked his way, his eyes were glistening.
Not understanding, she started looking for other signs.
Time ran out when she saw them thinking they were alone.
…
Trust

Absent from the days and nights
Although she saw his distant gaze
Nothing more to realize

And when she saw him, she would sigh
It seemed he would be gone for days
Absent from the days and nights

Even though he’d be in sight
His distance made him seem away
Nothing more to realize

As he’d bother not with lies
It was clear no more dismay
Absent from the days and nights

When she saw him hold her tight
He was bound to walk away
Nothing more to realize

He looked at her and said goodbye
When he left her on that day
Absent from the days and nights
Nothing more to realize

…

Assuming

As she slept peacefully, he admired her, happy she was all in.
Believing in them, he could not wait to say: I do.
Selecting her gift, he wanted something of memorium.
Enlisting the aid of his work mate, she knew what to do.
Not spoiling the surprise, discreetly, he met her at a bar.
Taking the gift for his wife, giving a hug, he went home.

…..

I did a triple focus on the same theme for the Six Sentence Story challenge.

The first is an acrostic of the word “Absent”

The second is a villanelle using “Absent” and the first time I have written in this form.

The last is an acrostic of “Absent” and if you look closely, there is another message vertically given at the end of each line. It’s not really a double acrostic, but just another play with words.

I was going for the effect of the last acrostic pulling the conclusion together.

Thank you to Denise for continuing to challenge us.

You can go to this LINK to learn more and perhaps participate.

 

poetry, Poetry Forms

Tasting the Soul

tasting the soul

Sourche: Mari Malcolm

Tantalizing

tasting with my mind
chocolate from nature’s pot
offering pleasure

Touching

graced upon my tongue
feeling pleasures to my toes
these kisses of soul

Tasting

juices roll the tongue
tasting sweet nature’s nectar
a soul recording

…

Thank you to Susi Bocks for her interpretation challenges on “IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge”perhaps you would like to join!

Senior Health

Working Around Walking Challenges-Senior Health

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The other day, after talking to my physical therapist, I was very depressed. I learned that walking may be making my back issues worse. Since walking has been my relief from stress and provides multiple health benefits, even if I only do a certain amount most days, so it was overwhelming to get this news.

Ever since I was a child, I have used walking as my primary means of exercise. Honestly, it was how I got from point A to point B. We were a one car family and daddy was the only driver. If you needed to get somewhere you walked. Well, until I got my first bicycle with training wheels and graduated with those wheels coming off. Then, it rode that bike everywhere, even when I was too grown for it. You did what you had to do, but I digress. Back to walking.

It was nothing for my friends and I to walk miles every day. We saved our bus fare for school and walked so we had spending money for junk at the corner store on the way to school. It was a lot of fun to walk and kid around with friends and we didn’t think twice about the distance or the time. All those miles probably are what kept weight more down in those teen years when we ate pretty much what we wanted.

By the time I reached adulthood, I was well into walking and while it was nice to have public transportation, I still preferred a nice trek. I was 21 before I got my driver’s license and for work, I paid people to take me when I lived too far from the workplace. I did the same for junior college until I got a license and daddy let me drive the car since he needed my help by that time.

Hiking about the town and countryside was my joy. It was my place to commune with nature and release some of those natural frustrations with life. Much of anything that was bothering me got pounded out on the trails. By the time I was approaching 40 I was walking about 5 miles a day. It was an effort to work on physical and mental health, so I had a clear head to handle whatever came my way. It worked. I had energy, weight loss, mental clarity and was the happiest when in this mode.

Fast forward future and now past, when I was about 42, I had my second knee surgery. The first was when I was about 25 and needed to get my knee tightened up from multiple injuries which led to arthritis. The surgery in my 40s was experimental and rather extensive. It was not a joint replacement, but a rebuilding of the knee. It worked, and I could eventually walk again and even dance.

The effects of this surgery lasted for about 20 years and then I had to get a knee replacement. I should have gotten one sooner, but I wanted to be certain before going forward. The reason I say I probably should have gotten one sooner is because they found I was more progressed in the damage and would never get the range of motion that most knee surgery patients get.

What I hoped for was that I could walk more again. I had been doing a lot of swimming and lost weight before my surgery, which helped prepare and sped up my recovery. This was on the advice of a nurse friend who had undergone knee replacement. I eventually started doing some trail walking which is easier on the joints than walking on concrete. As I cannot get to the trails I have walked on the sidewalks in my community and used the gym at the clubhouse to walk, as well.

Last week, I went to physical therapy for an assessment and treatment plan. It is because of neck and spine pain because of arthritis and stuff. What I learned is that I would be better off using the exercise bike vs walking. I have been using the bike, but it’s not as fulfilling or balanced as walking. I spoke with my friend who has the Occupational Therapy experience and she suggested that I could still walk but go back to the trails. While it is more convenient to use the concrete walkways, it’s not helping my back issues because it tears me up and causes great pain. So, I will use the bike, use the gym and perhaps try the malls and do the trails as weather and logistics allow.

Another important fact to note is that I use trekking poles for trail walking, and these have been most helpful. There is an added benefit in workouts when you use these poles. I ordered mine online and they were very reasonable. My walking partner has a set, as well, due to having plantars fasciitis.

It depressed me to give up walking and I am glad I spoke with my OT friend about ways to work around the obstacles. I hope that with these adjustments that I can continue to walk. It won’t be in how I prefer, and nature gets second place, but there are ways around that too. It is more than likely that I will still be able to enjoy the local gardens and arboretums, just at a pace which allows me to enjoy the offerings without doing damage.

Growing older gracefully can be a challenge, but with some tweaking and help from my friends, I believe I can do this. Why not try, right?

I hope you could gain something from this and wish you will in your endeavors to exercise and gain healthy benefits. Perhaps you would like to share what you are doing to help your health and any obstacles which you would like to overcome.

This is based on my experience. For your own situation there may be other variables. It is always a great plan to consult with your health professional before embarking on health changes.

poetry, Poetry Forms

Stairway of Life

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Stairs, when young were fun
adventurous as we crawled, then
ran up oh so fast
at four, I tumbled downstairs
it was my first memory

funny thing about
stairs, how they take us up and
down we go again
it’s kind of like life, you know
there are ascents and descents

taking the first steps
is such a challenge to do
also, to observe
cajoling along the way
making sure they climb safely

once they are alone
taking their own steps, choices
going up and down
how we want to be there and hold
hands out like we’re banisters

letting them go free
is one of the toughest things
but oh, so vital
to watch their independence
wishing they would hold your hands

holding them in hearts
keeping watch and being there
just enough to show
they have got this, and they know
you are going to be there

then there comes a time
when you’re not so much around
and they’re on their own
then you trust that all you’ve done
is enough and hope it’s true

and before you know
they are helping someone else
crawling up those stairs
holding hands and guiding them
it’s the circle of dear life

when you are the one
who needs help as you ascend
trusting they will be
holding you close in their hearts
and the world moves at your pace

you will know the life
as the descent comes for sure
where the light still shines
from the glow of your most dear
as you make that final climb

 

TTOT

Ten Things of Thankful – December 6

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WHAT!!! It’s December already! Well let’s get this decorated with some Thankfuls!!

1. Art – I was able to work on a watercolor at the senior meetup yesterday, while everybody made it to the lunch beforehand, they had other plans or go to chatting long after I left the restaurant, but no worries. I had the whole art room to myself and got some good headway on my secret project.

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2. Music – I learned yesterday that signing show tunes could help with Alzheimer’s. While I am a bit skeptical, but I do know that learning new things is great mind stimulation, I am trying to broaden my musical choices. I don’t think this has to be exclusive to show tunes and that’s a good thing because I know few. Daddy sang country music around the house, usually at night, while we were growing up. Later in life, post Alzheimer’s, he was more interested in country gospel and sang with some others at the assisted living. He did not pass from Alzheimer’s, but his cognitive understanding seemed to be later in onset than what you typically see. So, maybe there is something to this.

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Prompt: Ring

3. I Write Her Challenge is back up and running, thanks to Susi Bocks, the prolific writer who keeps us going with haiku and senryu ekphrastic interpretations. Here is this weeks: Circle of Life

4. I do not own a car, so therefore the calls I keep getting about my car warranty getting ready to expire are easy to delete from voicemail. I am thankful I don’t have to worry about my car warranty.

5. I also do not have charge cards, so therefor the calls I keep getting about my VISA credit card are not important. Whew am I ever so thankful for that!

6. I am thankful that I qualify for Medicare and that I have this insurance. And I am thankful they never call me.

7. 8. My brain scan came out perfect! And I am thankful that there are shots to help with the spine and I get round two on those this week and that they give me happy medicine to prep.

9. Angel Card Project is going and we have over 30 cards sent so far. Want to help? Go here:Angel Card Project

10. And now it is time for you to join in and share your cheer! Why not jump in?

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