It’s SWEEPS “weak”

Haven’t blogged in a while. The last few weeks have been rough – the fibro-fatigue-fiends frolicking fearlessly.  I’m looking for my mop.

mad, sad, fatigue, fear

sweeping away sanity

the broom of my brain

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dust storm of feelings

tiny particles of dirt

blowing through my mind

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wring out the debris 

clean clear water, bucket brain

gratitude mop up

 

Who said life was fair?

Alas, fair maiden

bereft of  biting remarks

all your teeth are gone

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a judy doodle

a judy doodle

Alas, fair maiden

your ears continue to grow

as your stature shrinks

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Alas, fair maiden

eat chocolate, drink wine, love, laugh

life is pretty good

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Bob Blobfish sez: ". . .  no comment  . . "

Bob Blobfish sez: “. . . who needs teeth?  . . “

Haiku Horizons - prompt FAIR

Haiku Horizons – prompt FAIR

 

 

Beyond the A to Z Challenge, well beyond . . . Eternity

Recently two very close and dear friends died. They were both younger than me – by at least 10 years.  I was hit by painful sadness and simultaneously comforted by a belief:

Several years ago I was depressed.  Life was the color of dirty grey.  I was in a fibromyalgia flare and feeling helpless.  I wasn’t suicidal, just weary, really weary, of pushing through the pain and exhaustion. Half jokingly I wrote to my Baha’i friend and mentor something to the effect:  “I’m ready to leave this earthly plane. Beam me up into eternity”

He wrote back four words which rocked me to my core:  “You are in eternity.”

Judy's journal page, mixed media
Looking Beyond, a judy-journal page, mixed media

You see, I had always assumed life here on earth as a human was separate from the “eternal realm”.  I thought that after I died I would then be in eternity.  It was a paradigm shift for me.  It is strangely comforting to know we are all already in eternity – you, me, my friends.

Believing knowing

we are in eternity

life is never short

 

Always a full CIRCLE

Billowing smokescreens

round, round, around in our minds

obscuring what’s real

All is connected

round, round, around in our souls

encircled by love

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Acrylic painting by moi

(poem with 2 “haiku verses”, Haiku Horizons’ prompt CIRCLE)

Haiku Horizons - prompt CIRCLE

Haiku Horizons – prompt CIRCLE

My Holiday Haiku

images-1To all far and near

singing prayers for harmony

musical love notes

 

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Retirement is in STORE – I could try this!

What’s in store for me

besides the pangs of my youth?

Retirement looms

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Stored deep in my heart 

silver lame and muscles

shimmer and quiver

Looking at all my possibilities in retirement.  Anyone know where I can get silver lame Spanx*?

 

Thanks Bernice. Can I borrow *yours?

Retirement is DAWNing

Retirement Dawns

in the dusk of my life

The moon lights the way

Someone asked, with concern,  how I was feeling about my impending retirement.  Sounded a bit like my impending demise!  I am actually feeling a bit of relief and am preferring to think of it as re-treading as opposed to retire-ment!

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My tires aren’t blown

just ready for re-treading

Fill up my gas tank!

Haiku Horizons - prompt DAWN

Haiku Horizons – prompt DAWN