Measures

AuburnScribbler

Surely that’s not me,

such yellow glow reflection,

but mirror moves emphatically,

showing my infection,

 

stripping off my smile,

my strength, and my use,

body’s put on trial,

I become the new recluse,

 

so, both a ward, and a cell,

is where I lay my head,

scratching at my derma-hell,

this life should not be lead,

 

hence, a living box of pills,

I am to be known,

no more walks, in the hills,

where my joy was sewn,

 

lo, when my tears cascade,

with a red frustration,

recalls to me, a pact I made,

for my situation,

 

a dead man cannot play,

the music that he loves,

nor write the words of his day,

as he always does,

 

breathlessness, cannot explore,

such stillness is repressing,

a dead man cannot adore,

the ones that are his blessing,

 

thus, such thoughts, are measures,

my medicine, to live,

for there are much more pleasures,

both to take, and to give.

  • Author: AuburnScribbler (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 13th, 2024 07:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: I thought I would write a somewhat "self-indulgent" one about the past, and present hardships of my health. It has been, and continues to be, a very scary time for me, as I'm rarely ill, and the meds I have been on, and that I'm still taking, I haven't taken before, thus, my body is having a hard time both coping with, and when they've done their job, disposing of them. However, I do hope that the "measures" I am taking, make for such a speedy recovery. Also, with the recent sadness of someone close to me passing away, I thought I would write something, to myself, and by implication to all of you, stating that during horrible rough patches, things will get better in time, thus, this poem, acts as a somewhat reassurance. I hope that you enjoy the poem, and take some solace from it, if you, like me, are finding things rougher than they should be at the moment. As always, please do stay safe everyone.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 15
  • Users favorite of this poem: Bella Shepard
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  • Tony36

    Great write

    • AuburnScribbler

      Thanks for the read and for your short and sweet comment Tony36.

      I hope that all is well.

      • Tony36

        You're welcome , and I hope all is well with you

        • AuburnScribbler

          👍🧑‍🦰👍

        • 2781

          For the grave cannot praise thee, death cannot celebrate thee: those that go down into to the pit cannot hope for thy truth.

          • AuburnScribbler

            Thanks for the read and for your masterful poetic response 2781, I feel I need to respond to you in good, so:

            How can ancient function, such as reaping care,
            for all beginnings end, to make the cosmic fair,
            but, when dark is repeated, via blooded scythe,
            lights should reawaken, there's no death without a life.

            I hope that all is well.

            • 2781

              Never better.

            • Bella Shepard

              I can relate wholly to the sentiment of this poem. You phrase so well the pain and difficulty of your physical situation, and yet your last stanza stands as a firm resolution of hope for the future. Kudos my friend!

              • AuburnScribbler

                Thanks for the read and for favouriting this poem Bella, it's very much appreciated, as your very kind words.

                I'm glad that you found this poem relatable, and if you are finding things a little harder than they should be yourself, at the moment, I hope that ease can come to you quickly.

                Thanks again, and I hope that all is well.

                • Bella Shepard

                  Thank you for the well wishes my friend. I have, in the last week, visited a neurologist who has put two and two together and come up with a medication that is helping me immensley, so much so that I can actually sit down at the computer and engage. I feels good to be back.

                  • AuburnScribbler

                    You are most welcome Bella, and I'm sorry to hear that you've had your own pains to fight, but I'm glad that after a trip to the neurologist, that things are on the up.

                    x Welcome back and happy writing x

                    • Bella Shepard

                      Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Great words about things in your life Ben, I am sure that all will be well and you will always play your music.

                      Andy

                      • AuburnScribbler

                        Thanks for the read and for you very encouraging words Andy, they are very much appreciated, and as long as we are both alive and well, let the music continue to play!

                        I hope that all is well.



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