A Power Within

Category: Health Issues

The morning show with Judy Theobald

I was lucky enough to be invited onto BBC Radio Lincolnshire to be interviewed about my poetry by Judy Theobald, we spent a great 15 minutes chatting about my website and all the things that inspire me.

You can listen to our chat by just clicking here : interview.mp3

Or over on the BBC iPlayer site here – I’m about 35 minutes into the programme ( you may need to install real player to make that work – but I’ve had the interview edited for the link above).

Home For Tea – May 2009

 

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You rest in doctors room the struggle great,
deep in reverie while you wait
as musing you gaze, far from me
I wish we could be home for tea…
but more than this, my wish for you
to not have this life of waging war,
to beseech and plead the pain away
this fervency of another day.
I wish I could bewitch this ‘beast’
to lure in cruel felony at least,
I wish we could be home for tea…

 

To listen and note every word
erroneous statements, you must see
as babble on, this fallacy
I ask for more, that will not be,
I wish we could be home for tea…
your shoulders crumple, your limbs are weak
but still you smile, polite, unique,
me bitter and hissing I sag within
this undeserved and stricken life
goes through my heart as doth a knife
I wish we could be home for tea
Oh! I wish we could be home for tea…

 

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All Rights Reserved @ May 2009

Life is Fragile – Love Is Not

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Life Is Fragile – Love is Not.

 

So spins our lives in turning chasms of change,
blurred and slippery as water
cascading over slimy rocks,
my wordless gesture in troubled times
invades your worried mind,
fiercely as the brushing hand to restless horse
my smile confirms, to reassure your fretful gaze,
as hell as life sometimes appears
in daily disclosing of newer pain,
my heart swoops and suffers,
my misty eyes, my soul knows
life is fragile, but love is not.

 

As birds black and shiny soar
to ‘crow’ in noisy rattle begin,
another nasty turn like sin,
to stab in pain, to etch within,
to reproduce in making bold this latest evidence,
dismissing in magicians wand, I wave again
I wave again…
To struggle and plunge I flounder there
impeach myself, still always care,
frightened, damp and cold
my misty eyes, my soul knows
life is fragile, but love is not
love is not…

 

All Rights Reserved  @  May 2009

Further Poems Of Love.

Can be found at http://www.susiehemingway.blogspot.com

Hamada Updates

Hamada updates and a new poem ” I Write For You” on: http://www.susiehemingway.blogspot.com

A Room With A View

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As many of my readers know,  days for me are not always  ‘good to my heart’   Watching my husband’s  journey with the  very debilitating illness  Multiple Myeloma, does not always make for the ‘sunniest’ of  days.  Still here we are, almost  as  Summer  Time  comes to an end, and over one year since Hamada underwent a Stem Cell Transplant, how fortunate we are, in so many ways. One to have made it so far when the outlook was very grim for him.  Also to be living  in this wonderful country village which I know has been a daily tonic.   These were the views upon lifting my blinds this  late October morning.  Yes, we have much to be thankful for.  

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Now that sounds good.

Well I like the sound of this, seems there is a London dentist now using Laser instead of the dreaded drill in the preparation for filling teeth. No more drilling and no pain from injections. Wow! now that seems the way to go. It appears that the laser is capable of killing bacteria located deep in a cavity which leads to better long term restorations, so it works well if you have a very small amount of tooth left and need restorative crowns. It does have limitations as it cannot it seems, remove silver amalgam fillings and most of us over fifty have those. Still anything that helps with a trip to the dentist gets my seal of approval.

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