Today, a friend shared a photograph of a gorgeous sunset, where the golden orb hovered over the lake as though seeking permission to sink into the cool waters for well-deserved respite. It made me philosophical. Everything begins, everything ends, and in between is everything that matters. The sun rises and it sets, and that arc… Continue reading
Category: Poetry
Hope finds a way
With some people doing their best to destroy our shared world, who – and where – do you look to for hope? Nature nurtures those who nurture it in turn but turn against it and watch its fury unfurl
This heart’s a sponge
We don’t always have a choice about it, but whenever you can, choose to be in the company of those who uplift you. Your emotional well-being is worth fighting for. It is still February as I post this, but here’s wishing that every month is the month for love.
The silence is loud
A nightmare without end seems to be unfolding all over the world. The eternal optimist in me is trying to find a glimmer of hope that things will work out in favor of humanity in the end, but there are moments of grave doubt. Sorry for the pessimistic view-point, but war is not a topic… Continue reading
White Flag – poem
No explanation needed – so tired of what we’ve become…
A Long Goodbye – #Poem
One of the saddest and most difficult things is to witness a parent dissolving and disappearing. This poem cannot even begin to capture the angst…
This isn’t my normal – #Poem #Disability
Hi folks, It is high time I shared a poem from my book ‘InVerse Medicine’. This one is about acquired disability and showcases how attitudinal and structural barriers can isolate the person and compound their struggle. This wasn’t always my normal. It isn’t normal for you either,but it is my permanent.It is here to stay…a… Continue reading
There’s None so Unwise – #Poem
This poem was prompted by stories I’ve heard of paternalism in medicine where the lived experience of patients is often not accounted for during decision making. The decisions are, therefore, invariably lopsided and it’s no surprise that patients drop out or experience no benefit at all. The tattoo on your forearm…I see it – I… Continue reading
Perspectives: abilities and disabilites – #Poem
I’m currently engaged in changing the way we – me and others – view disabilities. This poem is an effort to change focus from what is different about others and to bring the spotlight on human attributes which are relatable and non-discriminating.
Getting older: #Haiku
It’s the strangest thing, but the older I get, the faster the day seems to go.
I suspect this is because, earlier, I was able to pack a LOT into my days and they seemed endless.
And now? Now I’m older and have discovered a life where there is no mad rush to meet deadlines.
For people like me, deadlines mean productivity. An absence of them means lazy days…and procrastination…so before I know it, the day is done!
I’m not complaining, or am I?