"let your boat of life be light, packed with only
what you need - a homely home and simple pleasures, someone to love and someone to love you,
enough to eat and enough to wear
and a little more than enough to drink:
for thirst is a dangerous thing"

Wednesday, 28 March 2012

standing at the window

I found this wonderful blog the other day - Life at Willow Manor.  Tess writes the most awesome poetry and she has her own "reader" - RAD Stainforth.  Take a read (and listen).  He has the most wonderful voice and it reminds me of growing up before there was television in South Africa and we listened to the radio.  So I was scrolling through and reading her previous postings and then came across another blog of hers that encourages people to write poetry.  A great concept where you write a poem about a picture, so I am giving it a try.  Perhaps Tess will even read my poem (if I can do the linking correctly).  People make comments and everyone is so encouraging and friendly (like all people should be).  This is going to be fun.

will it never stop?
this sadness and sickness 
i endure
day after day
months turning to years

standing at the window
another clinic
another town
it does not really matter
where i am
i am alone
always alone
with my disorder

standing at the window
it must be autumn
the leaves are beautiful
the colours of
rust and
and the promise of
the cold to come

i am always cold

what happened to me?
to my ambitions
and dreams
why do i find it so difficult
to see myself 
like others see me
"beautiful and elegant (but too thin)"
why when i see my reflection in the window
(the mirrors they now hide from me)
am i so distorted, ugly and

standing at the window
cold and alone
waiting for winter


  1. Heartfelt write, tinged with sadness. Thanks for linking up to Magpie. I hope you will join us again soon.

    1. Thanks so much Tess. I look forward to the next task.

  2. Thank you Jenny ...

  3. My magpie is late this week (as usual) so I signed in after you and thought I'd come by to feel the excitement of that first magpie again!

    Your take on the prompt, in seeing an anorexic, is remarkable and your treatment of the topic is sensitive.

    1. Gosh thanks Lydia. Was a bit nervous being my first attempt. Thank you for the encouragement.

  4. A remarkable insight into anorexia - thank you!

    Anna :o]

    PS Just read that this is your first and I must say a brilliant first!

    1. Thanks Anna - praise indeed as I have spent the last half hour reading some of your poetry and the issues you raise. I will delve deeper as my mother-in-law of 91 is suffering from dementia and you have an amazing understanding of the disease. PS. The Red Sofa was brilliant. I have to use that picture too.