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But I Don't do Anything
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But I Don't do Anything |
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Daddy Goose38 Member
since 2010-09-04
Posts 430obama's a rice paper tiger |
But I don’t do Anything I go to safeway, this quite routine. But I don’t do anything. I do not work, this quite routine. I draw an SSI allowance, this quite routine. But I don’t do anything. I go to church when I don’t mis the bus. But I don’t do anything. This quite routine. I keep clinic appointments And do what ever routine errands there might be, But I don’t do anything. I take all the meds that are prescribed, But I don’t do anything. I have computer class, Where they are teaching me cool stuff, But I don’t do anything. I make up fantasies to soothe my longing, Imagining my dear one saying how she loves me, And how in spirit she always walks beside me, Because we can not talk anymore, But really it’s just me mind gaming myself And I really don’t do anything. And sometimes I put my skull games up on Pip, And sometimes even reply to someone elses’s, But I don’t do anything. And I’ve met Ali and Sunshine and Midnitesun on Pip, But I don’t do anything. I spend hours in here, never bored, just reading. These are intriguing musings About astronomy, Love, passion, dedication And all that is wonderful about the human spirit. Very rarely do I get to read to others in public. Most are sighted and do not need me to read to them. And even more rarely do I get to hear what’s being read, or said; They have no time to read more slowly or repete So I can hear. The only way I ever get stuff out is here on Pip. Because here I do not have to hear; I can just read. But otherwise I really don’t do anything. All around me they seem busy, Running families and marriages and households and work But how much could we really talk about? I have almost nothing to relate. I don’t do anything. We can talk when they use my listening tool But I haven’t much to talk about, Like, what’s the latest thing the doctor said about my fluids? Perhaps the clinic and o maybe the hearing aid batteries And are they all turned up? or running down? So when Ginny wanted me to coffee with her out of the office Again and again and again … It just BLEW me AWAY! But I don’t do anything. But I’m working to get more contacts on Skype, Where it seems like I can hear More perfectly than in 30 years. And I am Talking with the minister soon. So maybe I’m beginning to do something. And what would my life be like now Without my dear Dawn’s friendship and her love on Skype? Maybe it ain’t so bad Now that I think about it. Jaime quiet with Ginny |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
It's funny how mixing the simplest of things up a bit, like, um, you know, those pills you have to push through the tinfoil to get them out of the package... yeah, I push them through in different patterns each time. It breaks up the routine a bit for me. Just little things really do help a lot for me. Anyways, I liked how you ended your poem on a positive note and glad to hear of your friendships and developing friendships here and elsewhere. Enjoyed!  |
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Sue_s Junior Member
since 2013-03-26
Posts 45 |
Dang. You know anything about gardening? I could use some help with mine. Then you can write a poem about weeding and digging. I pay well too. But then, perhaps you choose not to do anything... Sue |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Jaime, This poem blows me away. Like leaves in the fall, I hear crackling and hindsight...where was I when anyone needed me....Jaime. My friend, you have always had something to do, you have kept schedules, you keep promises, you wait. You wait in a dark shadow that is your only friend, but your light, your GREAT light, has always kept everyone, including your nearby friends who helped you create your poetry book, nearby. Jaime! I am so sorry I have been away from the people who mean so much to me. I have had a bit on my plate, and am trying to restructure my life. But, Jaime! Please know, we both need to keep one another from falling into any hole of darkness and despair. Jaime....I will forge on for you, if you will forge on for me. That is, if this is what friends are for. Sunshine. |
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