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10-06-2013, 11:52 AM | #1 | ||
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I thought we could do with a little Poetry Corner . Preferably homegrown produce please - the creative effort of making up poems is very good for pain!
As this hopefully contain people's creations can I just ask that if anyone wants to use one elsewhere, the author is asked and credited (ie if anyone wanted to post mine somewhere, just put at the bottom "by Brambledog from Neurotalk.psychcentral.com"). LOL, there's a thought - just an example. ..... I wrote this one in the last hour after my daughter dropped her phone on my right foot. OMG the pain. It felt as though someone had whacked it with a damn hammer it's not happy now, oh dear.... I look forward to reading everything from two lines that sum up a thought, to epic poems. No rhyming necessary (although it's always fun!). Bram ..... CRPS Behind the scenes we're all a mess, Life lurches by, we try our best. And no one sees, the pain's no less From hour to hour we talk and jest. We plaster on another smile For others. Another night, another dawn, Another aching day is born But up we get, we only yawn We square our shoulders, hearts forlorn. There's life to live, to run and chase For others. It feels like that, but is it so? Do we really have to go Another day, and feel this low As off without us being slow Remaining family cheerful leave With others. I want to go, but I'm afraid I'm scared of bumps, of being made To walk much further, is there shade? Are there seats? *A right charade. I feel I'm ruining the day, For others. But if I stay with these four walls, This messy carpet, cluttered hall, I feel I might just have to bawl Or give up, get myself a shawl Like some old lady, mad and blind Like others. Well bugger that, I hate these fears I've years to go yet - years and years! I won't stay in and age with tears Although within my skin pain sears My very bones. Ok. It hurts. Like others. I wish I was just brave enough To do these things - a little tough. I'll go and it will all be bluff, (I'll move away if things get rough). So hear, CRPS? Go jump! I'm others. Copyright: Brambledog
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10-06-2013, 12:06 PM | #2 | ||
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Great poem Bram.
Here's one that I love. Accept Me Larry S. Changges I am I Do not change me condemn me nor put me down Accept me for what I am No....you need not agree with me But accept me for I am total in being I have my faults I have my guilts But that is who I am Perfect I will never be Allow me to be uninhibited Do not pressure me into feeling what I do not feel Accept me when I am flying high As I have accepted you when you were flying high Do not put me down... nor make me feel unhappy about me I am I and I like being what I am Me. |
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10-06-2013, 12:15 PM | #3 | ||
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Here's another one I love.
The Rainbow Bridge inspired by a Norse legend By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill, Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still. Where the friends of man and woman do run, When their time on earth is over and done. For here, between this world and the next, Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest. On this golden land, they wait and they play, Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day. No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness, For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness. Their limbs are restored, their health renewed, Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued. They romp through the grass, without even a care, Until one day they start, and sniff at the air. All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back, Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack. For just at that instant, their eyes have met; Together again, both person and pet. So they run to each other, these friends from long past, The time of their parting is over at last. The sadness they felt while they were apart, Has turned into joy once more in each heart. They embrace with a love that will last forever, And then, side-by-side, they cross over… together. © 1998 Steve and Diane Bodofsky. All Rights Reserved. Show Me the Fine Art Print |
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10-06-2013, 06:13 PM | #4 | ||
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People get offended by a burp or fart. Yes I said it. You need to keep an open mind and not take offense because someone turned left instead of right while walking. If we keep an open mind instead of closing it we could have a better world. Closing our minds is what some Drs do about our pain in telling us its all in our heads and not investigating it. I don't judge unless a judgement is past on me.
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10-06-2013, 10:56 PM | #5 | ||
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Bram,
Do you have any more Shakespeare? Would love to hear it if that's okay with you.Thanks. |
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10-07-2013, 03:42 AM | #6 | ||
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Here you are Renee! This is Shakespeare writing about poetry....
“The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to Earth, from Earth to heaven; and as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shape, and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name; such tricks hath strong imagination.” William Shakespeare. I hope someone else will be brave and generous enough to share something of their own too - I know it's daunting, but you'd be doing me a favour, otherwise I can't post any more of mine!! Bram.
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CRPS started in left knee after op in Aug. 2011 Spread to entire left leg and foot, left arm, right foot. Coeliac since 2007. Patella femoral arthritis both knees. Keep smiling! . |
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11-11-2013, 03:31 AM | #7 | ||
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Feel the Pain By Michael Evans Nz
Life is like that one minute your here then your gone The only difference is your moving and i am not Going insane can you feel the pain Going insane cant understand the pain Going insane shaking like a leaf again Going insane no one understands the pain Then you take a killer and life feels alright for awhile when you cant feel the pain and you think your in control again Feel the pain as i lead my head forward again Feel the pain Feel the pain Feel the pain and carry on again Then you take some pain killers and you feel less pain but your incohearent and dopey again Feel the pain Feel the pain Feel the pain please make it go away again Run out of room part two in next thread |
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11-11-2013, 03:44 AM | #8 | ||
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Feel the pain part two by Michael Evans NZ
First it was in my elbow then in my forearm now its in my hand and its in my shoulder and i can feel i moving up my neck now its on the right side of my face and in my leg I am running out of space. Feel the pain Feel the pain Feel the pain in control again Just a thought as you feel the pain i may look alright from the outside but i am hurting like hell on the inside Feel the pain Feel the pain Feel the pain that no one else can see again Thanks for letting me join this site i hope you like my poem/song copyright Michael Evans. |
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11-11-2013, 07:27 AM | #9 | ||
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Hi
I was thinking as I read it that it felt more like a song! That's really good, definitely getting that feeling of the repetitive nature of the pain, and the last line sums it all up... So many thoughts in there that are right on the money. Keep writing! I don't know if it's possible to upload a soundfile lol, but I'd like to hear it sometime. Take care and I hope you have a good day today. Bram.
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CRPS started in left knee after op in Aug. 2011 Spread to entire left leg and foot, left arm, right foot. Coeliac since 2007. Patella femoral arthritis both knees. Keep smiling! . |
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11-11-2013, 11:46 AM | #10 | ||
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"Comes The Dawn"
After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chaining a soul, And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning And company doesn’t mean security, And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts And presents aren’t promises, And you begin to accept your defeats With your head up and your eyes open With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child, And you learn to build all your roads on today, Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans, And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while you learn That even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure... That you really are strong, And you really do have worth. And you learn and learn... With every goodbye you learn. Author: Veronica A. Shoffstall |
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