Am I still the same? (High Octain)
Am I still the same as before?
Brightness turned down, colours muted.
Muscles tire, their strength diluted,
nerve functions not fast anymore.
Some days drifting, the world shifting,
concentration truly a chore.
My fatigue now undisputed –
my spirit the same as before.
Am I still the same as before?
Perhaps, but I refuse to dread
that most uncertain road ahead.
I take new challenges, explore –
I am learning to drive the thing,
heeding fatigue and resting more.
Though my life is now re-routed,
my spirit the same as before
Highly Commended, Elmbridge Literary competition 2011
The High Octain is a form invented by Luke Prater. This poem was written in response to my diagnosis with Multiple Sclerosis, and my view on how it affected me.
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Fantastic poem… sadly so true and so painful. It’s great if you can put it all in a poem!
Thanks, Billie! 🙂
Your spirit is stronger than ever.
Many thanks, Marcelo, you’ve made my day! 🙂
HI Sue, another wonderful poem, great rhythm, internal and end rhyme. You tell a great story. One of my relatives has Multiple Sclerosis. I talk to her often about her symptoms. Your words express very eloquently the feelings she has related to me. ~ Dennis
Well, this is drawn from my experience with MS, and was written as a form poem which I found quite a challenge!
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Beautiful poem, Sue.
Thank you, Kan, much appreciated
Thank you for your emailed comments Sue. This is wonderful, albeit also a painful poem. I shall follow your blog and hope your spirit helps you cope with the disease.
Many thanks, Bill!
You have a powerful spirit Sue.
Thank you!
Hidden talents. Not only a wonderful photographer but a gifted poet.
Thank you, Ellen! I’m afraid I’m not doing much writing these days, hopefully the muse will return one day…..
Beautiful words 🙂
Many thanks! Written when my muse was active…
You are truly amazing. Not only how you deal with your condition but how you manage to write such a moving and wonderful poem . Loved it.
Ah, thank you, Ellen! Written while my muse was in evidence – dormant now for a year or two…. I live in hope that I might write again one day
What a wonderful poem, I like them all but especially this one.
Many thanks, Bill…time I tried to start writing again!
I look forward to that.
Hmm, it cold be a long time away…
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