18/2023

broken

pain
loss
forgetting
death
grief
ache
forever
fog
colour
no colour
shade
sun
hot and cold
scars
scabs
all that stuff
melancholy
memory
loss again
looking
not finding
scrape
scratch
cut
bleed
out
scrawl
scrabble
desperate
empty
discarded
ignored
hopeless
still searching
void
abyss
nothing found
nothing gained
loss
for the third time
desolate
destitute
corners and dead ends
lack
wanting
needing
freezing
forever gone
desert
blank
gone
again and again

R 18/01/2023 11:28

There never was a contract to be broken
Between the rich and the poor. It was
Always a one-sided arrangement, if it
Can even be called that, imposed by the
Few to suppress the many. Pre-history,
It began with violence, permanent
Wounds festered into flesh and mind,
And now it’s money and coercion,
That sliver of fear injected.

R 18/01/2023 08:24

Today’s #MastoPrompt was #broken.

Colonel L and I brought our usual Friday call forward to today because we’re both so busy Friday. Amidst all the hilarity that usually ensues (and all the swearing we indulge ourselves in), one serious point came out, and one that makes an impression in me – if we keep doing lots of stuff and planning to do lots of stuff, then it’s more likely we’ll be around to to do that stuff (possibly paraphrasing a bit). And it’s true – as we age (and remember I read that great book on being positive about aging last year that I can’t remember the title nor author of), we do need to make sure we keep being positive and open to new things. Let that be what I’ve learned this school day (and, yes, we do usually have Show and Tell in our video calls as well).