Forgotten

My body
has turned
tyrant

I have
forgotten

how to listen
how to see

The dawn chorus
used to slip between
the cracks
of my resistance
until hope
became
a beating heart

Now
the silence
is impenetrable

While my body
rants and raves
at the unfairness
at the insistence
that each tiny
movement
each birth
of an idea
must be
accompanied
by pain
by impossibilities

It is 3 am
I am trying
to teach myself
how to listen again
even as my hip
begins to spasm

The birds
will come soon
I’m trying to be ready

23 December 2019
Sussex Coast

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Sunset on the South Downs ~ Photography by me

4 thoughts on “Forgotten

    1. Thank you! That means a lot coming from you. Plus, I haven’t written anything at all in months. I have been reading a lot, though. I think maybe I’ve been in a state of gestation 😉 Thank you again and I hope you have a Merry Christmas!

      1. I’m struggling a bit with cancer recovery. The treatment was a little more than my body could handle. It’s a day at a time thing at the moment. The doctors think it will just take a little more time to recover. Thank you for asking.

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