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In recovery

we came from all directions
a caravan of tatters

To the uninitiated this passage
of peoples must look as random as a rout
a driven seasonal ritual or word-of-mouth
pilgrimage to hear a prophet speak
of reasons and unfathomable answers

But it was nothing less than a ceremony
of the sick, laying down their
wounds and plagues and maladies
like totems on the steps of the hospital
supplications to the source of suffering

Some of us left there
bewildered by the pitiless nature of affliction
and the core of humanity that smoulders
in such fevered ashes

Tatters, ceremony & pitiless – from Kerry’s word list picked from the poems of Yeats for her challenge: Get listed

[recovering from a serious illness so it will be a while before I can fully participate with blog visits etc so ask patience for the patient]

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playing with photography @ eljaygee whilst Tell Tale Therapy has a weakness for words

18 thoughts on “In recovery

  1. Oh I am sorry to hear this and send lots of healing thoughts your way….I am still recovering from the shoulder injury which also caused residual nerve issues in my arm, neck and hands….so no blogging here either my friend….wishing you a speedy recovery.

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    1. Dear Donna – so sorry to hear this. Nerves take a long time to heal. I’ve been advised could take 6 months to be back to my normal bouncy self. Thank you for your good wishes – appreciate the thoughts!

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  2. A very strong write. Especially like the alliteration here…” supplications to the source of suffering”
    Hope you recover quickly, Laura. Take care.

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  3. So sorry to hear you’ve been so poorly, Laura. All best wishes and the powers of all creative forces to the rescue. Clearly the latter are already to hand judging from this finely crafted piece. Tx

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  4. I agree with Beth – your words are powerful! Wishing you that your recovery gets you your bounce back soon, and that the year goes on better for you than it started!

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  5. The rhythm of this poem is divine, such a gentle way of resting on the page. Deep thoughts that resonate with me. Thank you

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