I love writing – I find it very therapeutic – It does require discipline
Time to start getting back into it – Over six years since last treatment. – The cancer just went away – No complaints from me – A little bit of disbelief – There have been some close calls since and some biopsies and lots of scanning – But over 10 years post diagnosis it is just gone – They won’t let me go – Still need be be scanned –
What to do now – I have just come back from an Art and creative writing course in the UK – Frosty Oxfordshire – The following came to me while I was over there – Maybe I can follow up with more writing
Cold Winter Day
(Waiting until the cold has gone)
Patches of green among the frosted grass
Creeping frost everywhere
Patches where the sun has managed to penetrate
The hardness of the now solid ground
Waiting until the cold has gone
Benches, tables and chairs
Outdoor furniture deserted
Now covered in frost
And waiting to be re-peopled
Waiting until the cold has gone
Chattering unseen birds
Their song fills the air
Great, many limbed and leafless Oak
Waiting to burst into life
Waiting until the cold has gone
Rock hard dirt track
Leading to a field of grazing cattle
Standing like statues
This track will become muddy again
When the cold has gone
Faraway hum of traffic
There, present but really not disturbing
Even the ornamental grasses still standing
And the bare creepers around the front of the house
Waiting until the cold has gone
Waiting until the cold has gone
Waiting
Waiting until the cold has gone
Waterperry
19th January 2023.
Love the refrain and the slight change in the 4th stanza. Lovely rhythm.
Thank You – How are you doing now? X
Hanging in there. I think I have a sinus infection which is setting me back. I’ll be writing in my blog about the last month or so probably this weekend.