jeanie-1 - Hello Poetry

Every 28 days I am...... Lovely Kind **** Caring Beautiful Fabulous Wonder Woman Hopeful Peaceful Quiet Reflective Steady Hesitant Unsure Withdrawn Irritable Righteous Entitled Reproachful Blaming Despairing Self-loathing Sad Critical Panicked Angry Paranoid Remorseful...... Oh look - I'm lovely again!

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Jan 1, 2018

Jan 1, 2018 at 12:09 PM UTC

jeanie-1

Dead cat bounce

Every 28 days I am...... Lovely Kind **** Caring Beautiful Fabulous Wonder Woman Hopeful Peaceful Quiet Reflective Steady Hesitant Unsure Withdrawn Irritable Righteous Entitled Reproachful Blaming Despairing Self-loathing Sad Critical Panicked Angry Paranoid Remorseful...... Oh look - I'm lovely again!

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I The Rocket-man and the Dotard went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat, They took some ego, and plenty of hardblow, Wrapped up in a billion dollar note. The Dotard picked up his glass of coke, And barked to a small guitar, 'O what a ***** A ***** a joke, O What a ***** you are, You are, You are! O What a ***** you are!' II RM said to the Dotard, 'You massive ******* You soundeth just like a dog! O let us send nukes, no need for the troops: Turn the world into rubble and fog.' They sailed away, for a year and a day, To the land where the Rhetoric grows And there in a wood the 20th century stood With a tear at the end of his nose, His nose, His nose, With a tear at the end of his nose. III '20th C, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your compassion and knowledge and learning?' 'Compassion' said he? 'Get down on one knee.' But neither could bow to the world’s yearning They instructed their slaves, to send Hbombs in waves Their anger writ large with aplomb And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the bomb, The bomb, The bomb, They danced by the light of the bomb.

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Sep 22, 2017

Sep 22, 2017 at 5:46 AM UTC

jeanie-1

The Rocket-man and the Dotard went to sea

I The Rocket-man and the Dotard went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat, They took some ego, and plenty of hardblow, Wrapped up in a billion dollar note. The Dotard picked up his glass of coke, And barked to a small guitar, 'O what a ***** A ***** a joke, O What a ***** you are, You are, You are! O What a ***** you are!' II RM said to the Dotard, 'You massive ******* You soundeth just like a dog! O let us send nukes, no need for the troops: Turn the world into rubble and fog.' They sailed away, for a year and a day, To the land where the Rhetoric grows And there in a wood the 20th century stood With a tear at the end of his nose, His nose, His nose, With a tear at the end of his nose. III '20th C, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your compassion and knowledge and learning?' 'Compassion' said he? 'Get down on one knee.' But neither could bow to the world’s yearning They instructed their slaves, to send Hbombs in waves Their anger writ large with aplomb And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the bomb, The bomb, The bomb, They danced by the light of the bomb.

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Snorty hog of russet red I wish that you were dead* *But not bleeding- gone peacefully in your sleep.

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Sep 18, 2017

Sep 18, 2017 at 8:22 AM UTC

jeanie-1

Ode to a stuck pig

Snorty hog of russet red I wish that you were dead* *But not bleeding- gone peacefully in your sleep.

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Lumpy, bumpy, feeling rather jumpy. Nodule? Cyst? What have I missed? Kindness pouring from soothing eyes - ladies in purple who have seen it all, beckoning sirens though to the hall. Consultant - God, Guru, Man, Father, Lover, Philanderer, Tooth Fairy, Assassin He checks like a 15 year old boy, passionless, conscientious, circling Is this ok? Lump - Yes. Bump - Yes. Am I going to jump? - Yes Off to see the coolest man in the hospital - the Ultrasound guy But first back to sit in cornrows with the ladies who coyly all dressed like me. Russian roulette - someone will be upset. Mamm-o-gram - scans your ***** like ham. Kindness of the operator who's careers advisor could never have predicted this. And then up and off to be seen by James Dean James Dean with a wand and gel and a screen And a squint then a glint - it might just be ok....? 90% its benign - oh mine the benign, fine, tine-y lump But we had better double check.... with this massive needle Please Mrs D please don't wheedle Eyes shut tight anaesthetic mirroring a mastectomy....is it still there? Then back to see my crew Of ladies old and not so, a sea of tight smiles and frightened eyes 90% it's benign 90% it's benign 90% it's benign

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Sep 1, 2017

Sep 1, 2017 at 10:19 AM UTC

jeanie-1

90% it's benign

Lumpy, bumpy, feeling rather jumpy. Nodule? Cyst? What have I missed? Kindness pouring from soothing eyes - ladies in purple who have seen it all, beckoning sirens though to the hall. Consultant - God, Guru, Man, Father, Lover, Philanderer, Tooth Fairy, Assassin He checks like a 15 year old boy, passionless, conscientious, circling Is this ok? Lump - Yes. Bump - Yes. Am I going to jump? - Yes Off to see the coolest man in the hospital - the Ultrasound guy But first back to sit in cornrows with the ladies who coyly all dressed like me. Russian roulette - someone will be upset. Mamm-o-gram - scans your ***** like ham. Kindness of the operator who's careers advisor could never have predicted this. And then up and off to be seen by James Dean James Dean with a wand and gel and a screen And a squint then a glint - it might just be ok....? 90% its benign - oh mine the benign, fine, tine-y lump But we had better double check.... with this massive needle Please Mrs D please don't wheedle Eyes shut tight anaesthetic mirroring a mastectomy....is it still there? Then back to see my crew Of ladies old and not so, a sea of tight smiles and frightened eyes 90% it's benign 90% it's benign 90% it's benign

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Our grandfather was a grandfather you would draw He would make pennies appear from our ears and remove his thumb for our delight He whistled to say hello, and had a voice that made green grow the rushes He embodied the joy of a child and so the fairies came to live in his garden to whisper messages to us Our grandfather greeted us with an apple or pear or cucumber or something of Bob’s best He would dress for our arrival making a belt of string and show us the latest marvel in his treasure trove garden Our grandfather hugged like a bear and gave kisses so freely that you would never forget how deeply you were loved A man of principle, a man of courage, a man who fought the titans for the Lilliputian’s of this world A man who did not live on his knees, but stood and looked you in the eye, respected you and with compassion put forward his truth Our grandfather taught us right from wrong in front of his fire, as the clock chimed and the chandelier shivered and the scarlet chaise longue told you how far this man had come Our grandfather withstood pain in his life, sang songs with prisoners of war, made great machines and dreams for his grandchildren His soul shone out and people loved him, not just for who he was but for how he made us feel

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Aug 31, 2017

Aug 31, 2017 at 3:52 AM UTC

jeanie-1

A Grandfather you would draw

Our grandfather was a grandfather you would draw He would make pennies appear from our ears and remove his thumb for our delight He whistled to say hello, and had a voice that made green grow the rushes He embodied the joy of a child and so the fairies came to live in his garden to whisper messages to us Our grandfather greeted us with an apple or pear or cucumber or something of Bob’s best He would dress for our arrival making a belt of string and show us the latest marvel in his treasure trove garden Our grandfather hugged like a bear and gave kisses so freely that you would never forget how deeply you were loved A man of principle, a man of courage, a man who fought the titans for the Lilliputian’s of this world A man who did not live on his knees, but stood and looked you in the eye, respected you and with compassion put forward his truth Our grandfather taught us right from wrong in front of his fire, as the clock chimed and the chandelier shivered and the scarlet chaise longue told you how far this man had come Our grandfather withstood pain in his life, sang songs with prisoners of war, made great machines and dreams for his grandchildren His soul shone out and people loved him, not just for who he was but for how he made us feel

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