POST-TRAUMATIC GROWTH: Improving one’s sense of wellbeing using art, creative writing, photography and blogging – my journey written by ©Karen Robinson. Please click here for my latest blog news!
POETRY & PROSE 2018
•••♥♥♥•••
Please click here to read about 'Poetry & Prose' by Karen Robinson
— Ageing Old Is! —
♥
ageing old is…
bones creaking with osteoarthritis – as their new best friend
aged exhausted muscles constantly reminding the body – not to over stretch
unsightly mottled skin – mirroring years of weather abuse
weakened eyesight tightening focus – while grasping visions with expiry dates
failing dulled memory – showing signs of future incompetence…
ageing old is…
menacing hearing loss – nursing awkward miscommunications
hunched aching back – engaging in old people appearances
arthritic disabling hands – struggling with finite activity
grey loose hair gathering up – in sadden hair brushes
smelly wee collections – in places once pure clean and sweet…
ageing old is…
crusty masses of harden skin – mounting under feet once nimble
bulging belly fat – lazily lounging around body central
facial life lines time-sharing with emotions – of laughter and sullenness
overburdened knees locking – halfway down and halfway up in indecision
flabby weaken arms – gratefully receiving hugs of love and attention…
ageing old is…
brittle coffee stained teeth – sharing smiles of endearment
a stumpy wrinkled ring finger – wearing sacred tarnished wedding band
black annoying hairs on long gone youthful slender legs – now meandering on old
once expensive manicured nails – now surrendering to lack of significant care
blood pumping at high rates of pressure – finding solitude in cholesterol tablets…
ageing old is…
under-active misbehaving thyroid – causing socially unacceptable obesity
vitamin D lacking skin – demanding a daily show-down with the holy sun
unsaddled mammary glands hanging – as a constant reminder of motherhood long past
periodic kind verbal reminders to loved ones – that this time span is limited
a tiredness not of lack of sleep – but from nearing the end of one’s existence…
ageing old is…
a knowing
that this old human ruin – now approaching depletion – has endured a life well spent…
Poem © Karen Robinson – August 2018
*Please click here to read the back-story about this Prose Poem
— Collective Union of One for All! —
♥
Show us a place where – we can be more than an isolated one
Show us a place where – we can be part of a greater us
Show us a place where – imaginings become real possibilities
Show us a place where – our future is stable kind and meaningful
Show us a place where – we can find a collective union of one for all…
Bring us to there – so we can fight our struggles not alone but united
Bring us to there – so we can realize our life in full
Bring us to there – so we are both humble and strong
Bring us to there – so we are valued for our human worth
Bring us to there – so we can find a collective union of one for all…
Let us – shed old selfish ways of thinking
Let us – give up on wealth for needless material accumulation
Let us – share our advantages of experience
Let us – have grandiose ideas about equality for everyone
Let us – be a collective union of one for all…
Now we are – believing what seemed illusive
Now we are – capable of enriching the lives of those united
Now we are – seeing real justice with an intent to nurture
Now we are – being what we dreamed in the dead of night
Now we are – a collective union of one for all…
Our future is – rich with expectations of a life that generations will treasure
Our future is – a union of people who care about what truly matters
Our future is – an investment in humankind
Our future is – a collective union of one for all-and-all for one!
Poem © Karen Robinson – August 2018
*Please click here to read the back-story about this Prose Poem
© Karen Robinson – January 2019
POST-TRAUMATIC GROWTH: Improving one’s sense of wellbeing using art, creative writing, photography and blogging – my journey written by ©Karen Robinson. Please click here for my latest blog news!
ido art karen robinson 