I am not my diagnosis

I am clearly not my diagnosis
Ginger Wildheart's song once said
for if I'd listened to my doctors
at this time I would be dead
'Cos that's the time they gave me
back when the news first broke
Although with chemotherapy
a longer time was spoke

So that's what I am going for
longevity into years
this cancer will not beat me
and will not result in fear
I am not my diagnosis
I will not succumb to this
but will stand up to this cancer
and live long to see the bliss



©Jemverse

Away again

We've booked another cruise
it has been quite a time
since we have been on holiday
so here that feeling's fine
Before pandemic was the last
time that we left this shore
but that's now set to change again
in twenty twenty-four
Canary Islands wait us there
twelve weeks or so away
so soon the days we'll start to count
down to the sailing day

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

A crack in humanity (revisited)

7 of 12 in the ‘A life worth living’ series

You can still see the crack
in Tate’s turbine hall
Looking down from above
with no fear of a fall
But as a member and patron
back in twenty-o-eight
I marvelled then at the beauty
which others berate

It’s long filled in now
But you can still trace the line
as it blends in with the people
passing by all the time
But most now are oblivious
never once glancing down
to wonder or puzzle
perhaps with a frown

What all that was about?
What on earth did it mean?
What was it’s purpose?
What from it can we glean?
A testament then to
an immigrant’s plight
‘Shibboleth’ said it all
with uncanny insight

The crack representing
the negative space
that exists between humans
who fight over race
The ‘crack’ may be covered
But the wound is still there
An analogous reminder
of a world without care

©Jemverse

‘Shibboleth’ was the 8th commission for London’s Tate Modern turbine hall as a part of the ‘Unilever Series’. Open between October 2007 and April 2008, the 548 foot long crack by Doris Salcedo meandered  across the entire length of the turbine hall. You can still trace its filled in length today. 

A crack in humanity‘ was originally posted in March 2016.

Photo – Jempics

(revisiting) the rollercoaster ride

6 of 12 in the ‘A life worth living’ series

In the razor sharp clarity
of a crisp autumn morn
An erudite moment
of instinct was born
A momentary feeling
captured and held
Crystallised into form
to fashion and meld

In these days of uncertainty
moments like these
Akin to the feeling
of a warm summer breeze
Are the ones that will shape
and strengthen the mind
Providing foundation
with purpose to find

Life’s a rollercoaster ride
with its up and its downs
But when the scary bit’s over
Our laughs replace frowns
So when clarity comes
and the purpose is clear
The ride’s there to enjoy
With nothing to fear.


©Jemverse

[‘The rollercoaster ride‘ was first posted in October 2015, revisited in October 2022 and again today]

Photo – Google images

Last trip home

It dawned on me this morning
that the train trip later on
will be the last time ever
I'll do that and sing this song
The last time I'll return back home
from a business trip away
not something I will miss that much
I can quite safely say

Yes, I have made the most of them
and the cities I have seen
have been most edifying
of the places I have been
But the trips home when work is done
of which this is the last
have always been the best, and now
are firmly in the past

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Sunset coming

There's a sunset coming though a ways off yet
I can see the glow to the West
as the evening time approaches now
a bid at my behest

It's yellow, pink and pastel
and full of warming glow
foretelling of a different time
that all too soon I'll know

It's a sunset of the summer
one of a perfect day
and though it's lasted many years
I'm ready now I'd say

So here I breathe and deeply
satisfaction is replete
as the sunset coming gathers pace
and sees this time complete

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

[And yes…there’s a metaphor here. Third line of verse three gives a clue to what it portends. But I suspect there will be several more over the next few months to give the game away]

40th

In days of heady youth, future just a dream
the wisdom of a caring mother prompted application
to an embryonic beginning

Forecasting fortitude to longevity never seen
decades passed to forty years
and as youth acquiesced to age, retirement loomed

Now wisdom of age to fruition seen, the curtain call
beckons to a new beginning
at this evening sunset of a twilight year

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics; the Jemdrift driftwood sculpture ‘Time’ (2001)

[Tomorrow – 28 February 2023, I’ll have been part of the UK’s Civil Service for 40 years]

Commuting again

Tomorrow I'm back in London again
commuting up there on the train
leaving at dawn when no-one's about
travelling daily again
There's a bit of excitement but also a doubt
as Covid has not left us yet
but I'm boostered and jabbed and protecting myself
so I've really no reason to fret

It's back to Westminster so a walk through the park
daily is what I will do
for unless it is raining and blowing a gale
I'm avoiding the risk of the tube
I've a good book and music and a game on my Switch
so I will make the most of this time
and I'm sure the long hours will pass in a flash
and the journey and days will be fine

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Stations

With its long reach
this station clad
with many journeys
I have had
Over the years
to different places
some with airs
and some with graces
Quiet, it exudes
a charm
which here has never
done me harm
A comfort even
home from home
from all the stations
I have known
For this is Shoreham
part of me
in this town
beside the sea

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Normality

It's a first for me today
no trains for quite time
not since the first lockdown
have I braved the ridden line

And yet today to Worthing
I must venture yet again
for my first day in an office
and a journey on a train

So I'm taking all precaution
best foot forward and the rest
to make the day enjoyable
my safety to invest

And I know that it will all be fine
despite the butterflies
that I've now got in my tummy
which I guess is no surprise

So Shoreham station here I come
to travel on a train
and take another step to bring
normality again

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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