I went outside today for the first time in 6 weeks. I wasn’t supposed to, it was against medical advice but I needed to escape for my sanity. It was only a drive to my brother’s to leave his birthday present on his door step, such is the times, so […]
A poem about how physical disability impacts you reaching your goals.
A poem about being ‘shielded’ during the Covid-19 pandemic of 2020.
A poem from JoelvsArthritis about the current Covid-19 pandemic
You may recall I mentioned Lindsay Reid’s collection of poetry entitled ‘My dark guardians’ a few months back. As a fellow sufferer of ankylosing spondylitis, her work is something I can easily relate to. You can find my earlier post below. I am delighted to say that I had an […]
‘Oh, I see you’re limping away?’ *awkward pause as they wait for me to say* ‘How are you? You’re looking well?’ I deflect back, you don’t know my hell. Confused, they’re thrown. No gossip? Poor show. ‘What’s wrong?’, their patience expires. ‘Oh, just this long term thing’. I retire.
People don’t appreciate how a comment or a dig,Can easily be the difference between a full night or no sleep.What may seem minor to you, can feel major to me,When your tired and worn out and suffering and weak. Why do the small hours pass so much quicker than a […]
I used to be fit, I used to be strong, I used to be witty and happy; belong. I used to be driven, oh, to be enthused, I used to entertain and sing; amuse. I used to be healthy, I used to have fun, I used to compete, be agile […]
I went to Scratby one stormy night,But not to enjoy a walk, on the sand, by the moon’s milky light.I drove in a fog and welcomed the rain,Blasting out Nirvana, full of bitterness and rage. Parked up on the clifftop as I watched the waves spill,Wondered what would be quicker, […]
It’s four in the morning and I’m still not asleep,The aching’s too much, from my neck to my feet.Resenting all the hours that I lay here in bed,I could change the world with the time I have spent. It’s five in the morning and I’m begging for rest,My head is […]
