Writing My Way Through the Healing Process

On Friday, February 19, I went into the Emergency Room with the dry heaves and pain in my gut. On Saturday, February 20, I went into surgery to repair an umbilical hernia. I was out of it all day Saturday and half the day Sunday. I finally left the hospital on Monday afternoon, February 22. I begin attempting to catch up on my writing projects since Wednesday, February 24. I have also been attempting to increase my exercise, which is not easy.

Writing through the healing process
one step at a time,
one word at a time,
one day at a tine,
take it slow
walking five minutes at a time.

The Ides of February: A poem

It's past the Ides of February,
past the middle of the month,
it's time to put my muse
and schedule in gear
to accomplish the goals for this year.

It's past the Ides of February,
past both the thirteenth
and the fourteenth of the month,
it's time to stop spinning my wheels,
time to pull myself
out of the quicksand of procrastination
to make 2016
the year I accomplish my goals.

Presidents' Day 2016

I can remember
celebrating the birthdays
of Washington and Lincoln
in February.

I grew up in an era when we didn't need a three day holiday to celebrate the presidents of the United States. We would celebrate the birthdays of George Washington and Abraham Lincoln on separate days by learning about the men or their presidencies in class if those dates fell on a weekday. If the dates fell on a Saturday or Sunday then the class would learn about them on either Friday or Monday, but they weren't combined into one day and, I don't remember, taking the day off from school unless it was a weekend.

On Presidents' Day
the third Monday in February
we celebrate all
United States Presidents
and remember their contributions
to history.

 

Tomorrow is Valentines Day

Send a single rose
A beautiful scarlet rose
In a crystal vase

Tomorrow is Valentines Day when many people send roses, chocolate heart shaped boxes of candy, and teddy bears to those they love and desire. If someone can't afford a gift then that person can go to any dollar store to find a beautiful red or pink heart shaped Valentines card for the sunshine in his or her life.

Write a poem for
the passion in your life
on Valentines Day.

Other people will purchase diamonds or a cruise for that special someone. However, there are less expensive ways to show love to another human being. If finances are a problem then a less expensive and more genuine ways to express love and passion for the important person in one's life. Some of these ways are writing a poem, fixing a meal, or taking a long romantic walk. I sure that there are other ways to express one's love on Valentines day besides purchasing expensive gift and acquiring more debt.

Learning to use my smart phone

Living in the Twenty-First Century: A Poem

I'm living in the twenty-first century
I have a 4G smart phone
that connects me
to humanity
through the world wide web.

I'm living in the twenty-first century
and no longer
directionally challenged
because my Motorola phone
connects me to Google maps.

I activated my new 4G Motorola smart phone yesterday. I now have to learn to use it which should take a couple of weeks or more. Yesterday I set the ringtone, set up my g-mail account, and accessed the web. I found out that I could access writing.com, which made me happy. Now that I have a smart phone I can do all sorts of things with it I could not do with the other phone. I think I will find a lot to writing about over the next few months.

Monday's Poem: Today I am...

Today I am grateful that
it's Monday
and the temperatures in Las Vegas
is warming up.

Today I am grateful that
the biopsy
was negative.

Today I am grateful that
I'm still able
to write a poem
or a story.

Today I am grateful that
I started
a new short story today
title The Year of the Monkey.

Sunday Morning Writing in Las Vegas

It's Sunday morning in Las Vegas. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and the neighbors are outside doing whatever it is the doing. The sounds I hear suggest that they are happy and I suspect it's the nice weather making them happy. I suppose I should get up and go outside this afternoon. It might brighten my muse and give me something to write about.

Sunday writing
I have nothing planned
except to finish a short story.

This is the first day since Thursday that I felt like venturing out of the house. It's take me half a day to wake up and smell the coffee. We don't have any roses growing in this neighborhood so I can't wake up and smell the roses. I limited myself to one carafe of coffee today because when I woke up I didn't feel like drinking any more then that. I think the rest of the day I will drink water and juice. I need to drink more water anyway.

Water, Cool Water
brings back memories
of my grandparents.

Cool water sounds like a good title for a story. I remember one of Grandpa Frank's favorite songs was titled Cool Water. I'll have to check on YouTube to see if I can find it. I think I'll listen to it while I write a short story next week. I'm supposed to be writing forty-four short stories this year. When I finish the one today I only have forty-two short stories remaining.

I'm Back Online And Writing

Thursday, February 4. at 10:00 AM I had outpatient surgery at Sunrise Hospital. I didn't get out of the hospital until around 12:00 PM or later. I don't know what time I came home because I was in recovery and didn't care about the time. On Wednesday, February 3, I decided I wouldn't get online on Thursday. That was a good thing because I spent most of Thursday asleep or shivering because I was cold. I found out there isn't a lot a person can do when they are shivering or in pain. I took a pain pill which made me sleep. Prescription pain medication always makes me drowsy, but yesterday it put me to sleep. That was a good thing because today I'm able to write and eat. I didn't eat anything yesterday either.

In recovery
I could not focus or write;
today I'm feeling better.

 

Groundhog Day 2016: Did Punxsutawney Phil See His Shadow?

Did Punxsutawney Phil See His Shadow? The answer is no, Phil did not see his shadow. According to myth or legend this means an early spring. I hope Phil is right because I sick of winter's chill seeping into my bones I am sick of having to wear four or five layers of clothing in a futile attempt to keep warm. I want to hear a robin sing; don't get me wrong, I like the songs of winter birds, but the birds don't sing if its too cold for them to fly out of their nest to look for food.

Weary of winter
I am tired of the cold wind
Want an early spring

Is Punxsutawney Phil right? Yes, at least according to a repetition of groundhogs. In this case three other groundhogs agree with Phil's prediction. Those groundhogs are Shubenacadie Sam, in Canada, Staten Island Chuck, from New York, and General Beau Lee, in Georgia. I presume that means the prediction of an early spring is official.The

The groundhogs agree
It's an early spring we will see
The birds sing with glee.