Shared breakfast table
She reads the news, he sips tea
Intimate commute
Shared breakfast table
She reads the news, he sips tea
Intimate commute
Once upon a time
In a land far far away
We were fairy tales
It’s day 2 of my Future Learn course, Sustainability, Society and You:
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Dodo, figurehead
Of extinction leaves others
Invisible. Gone.
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Extinction, part of
Evolution, increasing
Fervently. Blame man.
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The most natural
Environment is one free
From humanity…?
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Buy away your guilt:
Rosary beads, donations,
Carbon offsetting.
Without camera
In hand, the primrose would have
Remained unnoticed
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So far so good with my attempts at a haiku a day. I’m not saying they’re all any good but I’m still doing it and have been since just before Christmas which counts for something. I like that it means I have to stop and think for at least a few seconds. I’m looking at my surroundings differently when I’m trying to figure out what to write. In the same way that carrying my camera means I look for images, knowing I have to write means I am looking for words.
A starless sky with
Silver moon slither piercing
High above rooftops
Camera to eye, frame,
And focus. Photographer
Meditates. Heart stills.
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And this is why I should really get myself into gear and take my camera out.
5 things I learned in 2013 and will endeavour to remember in 2014
*trigger warning – ed*
But despite that, my head is still in a bad place. I have an amazing holiday in 6 weeks and I want to enjoy it and be healthy and fit enough to get the most out of it. I had said I was going to maintain my weight at x stone and I sort of managed for a couple of weeks. I had a few reasonably good days where I really pushed myself. Then I went backwards. Even pushing myself at the moment I’m even close to eating enough and my head has changed the weight I want to maintain. Obviously this isn’t good but I feel less depressed and less anxious when I am in control of food. On the days I was pushing myself I was back to being on the verge of tears a lot of the time. And the stupid thing is, on the days when I’m doing better, I feel like I’m making up the problem. I feel like I could snap out of it if I tried. And that makes me feel like I’m doing this for attention, I’m being a drama queen. And I know that’s my mother’s voice speaking and that it isn’t true but she’s managed to get that message into the very core of my being and I can’t shake it.
This time next week I will have been interviewed for a promotion, I will either have the job or a new manager, I will have seen the OT and psych people at the pain clinic and I’ll be sitting with someone from the employee counselling service. They may or may not continue to help me. I have been prewarned that they may very well refer me elsewhere.
I feel like I have lost the ability to fight.
So instead of preparing for my interview, I am going to continue to sit on my sofa and watch dvds.
Garnet
Let New York’s gemstone
Illuminate the night and
Protect from the dark
Garnet is the birthstone for January and is considered to prevent the wearer from evil. Ancient warriers believed garnets bought them victory which, given that they have been used as bullets, may well be true. They come in a variety of colours although most commonly red. It was designated as the state gem of New York in 1969, possibly because the world’s largest garnet mine is in the Adriondack Mountains of New York. Apparently a garnet lantern was used by Noah to guide his ark.
Where is the end?
Goalposts keep changing
Perfection is no longer.
The bar gets raised.
Or if that’s a bit much for New Years Day…
New Year, New You! They
Proclaim. I lasted till now
Do I need to change?
Playing hide and seek
With sleep. My opponent cheats.
Night camouflages.