Wednesday, September 19, 2012

High-pitched




Today's one of those days 
when I want to die on top E
like Lucia di Lammermoor
except I would screech; so maybe better
to offer an ambiguous farewell,
a pre-Raphaelite Ophelia,
only I have no bath to drown in. 

That was this morning,
and now it's evening.
In the meantime I've performed
various mundane tasks
and the day, the way days do best,
has presented me with 
a lollipop display of 
tulips against a green lawn.

So now I'm content to sit 
by the fire, listening to Bach
and leave behind all that melodrama. 

Let's see what tomorrow brings. 

2 comments:

  1. What an incredible indomitable spirit you have Diana! I hope tomorrow brings such joy that you can savor it through to the next tomorrow and the next! May this Spring be the most vibrant and resplendent ever to help you through each hour of the day.

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  2. I'm enjoying your words here very much. Like you, I'm living with MS, but I've only known it's in my life for two and a half years. I love your positive way of living with this illness, doing the best you can and enjoying what Nature shows you.

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