thanks linda, i try and keep smiling, good days and bad blah blah blah lol xxx
Hello Cookster,
Please may I add my six penny worth.This poem was written by a welsh poet who died at the age of 39 in a drunken stupour. He died penniless and alone in a strange country but before then did he enjoy himself!!
Do not go gentle into that last good night
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Cookie, that's fantastic - i think you should try to get it published, I honestly do! Not sure where to try - maybe Big Issue? - but it's too good to languish on an internet page!
Rose is absolutely right.Your poem is from the heart and could be an inspiration from others who suffer from hep c. It really should be published somewhere.
Grog
xxx
I agree. your poem is amazing. Eloquent and smooth. Any more? X
Cookster I assume that this really is your poem.You have not actually claimed authorship.
Please do not get me wrong I have read it several times and it has brought me to tears.Not only the way it is written but the content.
It is a poem for you to be really proud of and I can only concur with the rest of the comments here that it should be published perhaps even in a major magazine,
hi bev and thankyou, yes i did write it all myself, i dont agree with plagerism. im sorry it upset you. somedays i can go for hours and not think about it, then others its with me every minute. oh well, it could be worse. love cookie xxx
Well I never thought for one moment you wrote it yourself,makes it all the more wonderful,should be published
Read it again,it really is haunting.
I agree. your poem is amazing. Eloquent and smooth. Any more? X
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