Poetry ... reflections and feelings about my life with MCS now

Hi!

I hope this is not too late to enter for the event. I don't think I'm good at poetry, but this reflects my feelings about my life with MCS right now.



The ache, the pain,

Invisible ills,

All thanks to the

Miracle

Chemicals



The CEOs keep facts

Under lock and key

We know the truth

Whatever else we see



Deny it

Twist it

Dye it

Any color you want

The truth will be

Set free



We yearn for a place

On our finite earth

A place to call home

To breathe and live and love

Free of chemicals

Free to be productive

In society

Free to Be.



Chemicals have caged us

Too long

But now we know

And we will sing

Unitl the world hears our cry

--Foul!

And will quit poisoning our planet

With the modern miracle

Of chemistry.





Katrina Kluzik



Thank you for hosting this event!

Katrina





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moments of September

Photo credit: www.martinwgrownick.com/AkThPgl.html

September has begun with ...
fog in earnest, thick and damp
no doubt the summer heat is fleeing

September has begun with ...
bodies that work differently
age has a way of registering its self

September has begun with ...
sober checks on the condition
of humanity's unwillingness to
be kind

September has begun with ...
clotheslines filled with bedding
needing flushing only a Canary
would recognize why

September has begun with ...
adjustments and revisions
once again, the journey
is not yet over

September has begun with ...
a farewell to a servant who
stepped from the rich
making a difference for all others

September has begun with ...
one more challenge:
step up, be heard
step back, be silent
step up be beaten
step back be beaten

Wild Geese

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -- over and over announcing your place in the family of things

DREAM COMING TRUE WEEK 19: Drawing the dream Awake

We are not young in the body.
Oh well, there is more.
We are not old enough in spirit.
Oh well, we'll see.

Drawn to the light of a big orange moon.
Our body, our spirit
Slipped on a splinter between
Door jam and Ethers.

"Oh look," the on-lookers giggled.
"They are not old.
They are not young.
Yet they are."

Last night was one of those nights when the bottom falls out and the desire to dream my way out of a tight spot lead to the crack in between hard reality and the other. Fortunately, my faith in the other is strong and here I am able and willing to come to the keys with appreciation.

Here's my list of 10 people and things for which I give thanks, and appreciation this week:

1. I appreciate wanderers.

2. I appreciate artists.

3. I appreciate people who live with MCS.

4. I appreciate the woods.

5. I appreciate clear air.

6. I appreciate friends who "have my back."

7. I appreciate shadows.

8. I appreciate the movie STARDUST. (there's a beautiful gypsy caravan in it ... it's Swamp oopps...that would be DITCH Water Sal's)

9. I appreciate peaceful times.

10. I appreciate Pete all the time. xxooxx