Grass
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1M ago
Grass Just You and I Lying on the grass Touching hands The sky painting stars with the clouds above 29th February, a Leap Year A one in a four chance of happening The breeze stroking our birthmarks As we sigh together In this moment, only us In this moment, only us...Copyright © 2023 winluk06. All rights reserved ..read more
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Diving Into 2024
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2M ago
Diving Into 2024 2023 was a mixed year. It was filled with challenging times including being ill with my Crohn’s disease, which has led to an anal fistula that needs treating. I have had flu bugs and colds; have doubted myself on many occasions; and have cried lots in toilets. Both loved ones and close friends have also had to cope with their own personal health conditions; and it is difficult to watch them go through these horrendous moments in their lives. This year also marked three years since my dad passed away in his nursing home due to complications with his multiple sclerosis. Every da ..read more
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Dancing Along A Purple Tightrope
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5M ago
Dancing Along A Purple Tightrope I’m dancing along a purple tightrope, Bare toes gripping on, holding on, holding on… Below are memories of days at the beach, playing games of Articulate, drinking pints of Coke, Running through fields of lavender, smiling, warmth, love, holding hands I could trip, fall, splash into them, but I choose to continue, walking the tightrope… Although I can’t see into the blinding darkness ahead, I hope a thousand stars are waiting. I’m dancing along a purple tightrope...Copyright © 2020 WCVA et al. All rights reserved.   ..read more
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Fishing Rod
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9M ago
Fishing Rod The rod glints in the silver moonlight, Dripping the bait into the icy pool below Waiting, waiting, a calm stillness fills the frosty air A shadow creeps over the scurried ground afar As the lake hums a tone of all those we have lost Fishing for memories of times celebrated together As one, as a group, in the faded burnt sky A face among the darkened clouds shines As their name is forever called amongst the wind As the lake hums a tone of all those we have lost...Copyright © 2023 Willi-van-de-Winkel. All rights reserved.   ..read more
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Door
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1y ago
Door A door stands before me, red and green in colour and covered in silver tinsel I am hoping behind it contains chocolate, like the gold coins I received as a child Or a mountain covered in the whitest snow drifting along a painted pink sky Or the people I love, playing games of Articulate and laughing over spilt pints of Coke. But it could also contain the coldest, darkness, scariest moments of life, which I have shut away. It may only be a door, but it contains so many possibilities. I realise it is up to me to decide. It contains so many possibilities...Copyright © 2016 Pexe ..read more
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Entering 2023
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1y ago
Entering 2023 2022 was a memorable year. It was filled with some tough times including being ill with lots of cough and colds; having coronavirus for the first time; Crohn’s disease flare-ups; and crying in toilets. I also had grief counselling to deal with the loss of my dad, who sadly passed away in his nursing home in April 2020 due to complications with his progressive multiple sclerosis. The grief counselling was really helpful as it gave me a safe space to talk about my feelings. As a family, we also remembered and celebrated the lives of my dad, grandma and close family friends. My lov ..read more
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Blue
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1y ago
Blue Sky blue kites flying up into the wind as they glide over the hills and into the scorched horizon Sea blue as we race into the waves, to splash, to slide before rushing out to protect our sandcastles Striped blue along the bike as we cycle through lavender fields and let butterflies stroke our blonde hair Faded blue, the colour of Paddington Bear’s coat, the toy you told me to look after as you knew, one day, you wouldn’t be there. Last blue, the clear tears which fall onto the dust below as I say goodbye. Blue, the colour which will always remind me of you.  As we cycle ..read more
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Wing Walking
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1y ago
Wing Walking On Thursday 15th September 2022, I completed a charity wing walk for Crohn’s and Colitis UK and Dyspraxia Foundation. The date and place were rescheduled due to poor weather conditions on Sunday 4th September 2022, but nevertheless I was still able to complete the challenge a couple of weeks later. The experience of standing on the wing of a biplane as it flew into the sky was terrifying but also amazing. The wind was immense and the view of Kent below me was beautiful. Together we managed to raise over £2,600 for the two brilliant charities, who support me and countless others ..read more
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Why I am wing walking for Crohn’s and Colitis UK and Dyspraxia Foundation
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1y ago
Why I am wing walking for Crohn’s and Colitis UK and Dyspraxia Foundation It started with my dad. He was adventurous. He loved running, cycling and would travel across the globe. He never gave up and would make the most out of life despite his health condition. This mainly came in the form of his progressive multiple sclerosis. Over the years this forced him to use a walking stick, and then later a mobility scooter. Despite this, his daring side never stopped and he completed a tandem skydive for the Multiple Sclerosis Society in June 2009. It was remarkable how he flew up to 13,000 feet in o ..read more
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Tried
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2y ago
Tried I sit at a wooden desk in the darkness surrounding me Shadowy faces circle my empty piece of paper and discarded pencil Dust from the ceiling falls into my eyes, And although I should be blinded, I can see more clearly now. Dad sitting in the garden helping me with my spelling by playing games of Countdown, Mum encouraging me with confidence to get through tough, painful, tearful days, Pressure inside my blood, building, up, up, up. But whatever grade I may get, I realise, I have tried. I realise, I have tried...Copyright © 2014 PublicDomainPictures. All rights reserved ..read more
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