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Ramblings of a Northern Girl - PD in Poetry 2023 - Week 3 - Misplaced


Unexpectedly, I hit an invisible wall fortified by PD this week.

Flailing tremors overtaking the every day simple tasks.

Drugs all but useless in calming the agitated waves.

Sunshine absent from the dependable daily moments of bliss.

This is not the me I want to be,

This anxious, doubting version of myself

That typically and habitually chooses life over apathy,

Repetitive strength over vulnerable frailty.

As sure as the sleepless, dark night begins its assault

I know that this too shall pass.

The safe bet of the emerging sunlight

Creeps its hopeful way into my world.

All that you thought lost, merely temporarily misplaced,

Revived and reclaimed in the half light of the morning.


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Alison Blevins
Alison Blevins
Jan 26, 2023

I think I hit that wall this week too, well done, you describe it so eloquently

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Unknown member
Jan 24, 2023

Unexpectedly - that's the key word. Its the unpredictability that frustrates me. It makes planning so difficult. Nicely captured

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