A Poet's Blog: Roger N.Taber shares his thoughts & poems...

Thoughts and observations by English poet Roger N. Taber, a retired librarian and poet-novelist.- "Ethnicity, Religion, Gender, Sexuality ... these are but parts of a whole. It is the whole that counts." RNT [NB While I have no wish to create a social network, I will always reply to critical emails about my poetry. Contact: rogertab@aol.com].

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Location: London, United Kingdom

Sadly, a bad fall in 2012 has left me with a mobility problem, and being diagnosed with prostate cancer the same year hasn't helped, but I get out and about with my trusty walking stick as much as I can, take each day as it comes and try to keep looking on the bright(er) side of life. Many of my poems reflect the need to nurture a positive-thinking mindset whatever life throws at us.

Friday, 15 January 2021

In-Betweeners OR Mind-Body-Spirit in Crisis

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Before publishing today’s post-poem, I was hearing on the News about people having to wait for transplant and other urgent to operations dues to so many hospitals being full to capacity with Covis-19 cases. Yet again, this puts my own health issues into perspective. 

Yesterday, my bad foot was playing up along with prostate cancer problems and an ear infection. I was feeling very sorry for myself, nor did a grim day weather-wise help. Such minor worries compared to what many others are facing, people of all ages, not only here in London UK  but around the world. 

On the whole, I am a fairly fit 75 years-old who can get out and about locally with my walking stick and years of hormone therapy for the prostate cancer remains reasonably manageable. Not for the first time, I feel ashamed for letting myself get so low yesterday, and close to panicking about everything. 

Although living alone can be tough at the moment, families with young children and key workers are having so much worse a time that I can only salute their endurance levels and bravery. While I can understand only too well why people lose their tempers and become aggressive, given the kind of stress we are all under, it falls to each and every one of us to keep a sense of proportion and rein in our greater anxieties. Not always easy, but the very least we can do for others in much the same boat as ourselves is not only play safe, but play fair. 

Take care and here’s wishing all readers safe and well. May you feel loved by family and/or friends, and may that help you rise above any sense of crisis.

Many thanks again for dropping by the blog, always much appreciated. I only hope you enjoy some of the poems, especially as I dare say I'm not at my bardic best right now.😉

Hugs,

Roger

IN-BETWEENERS or MIND-BODY=SPIRIT IN CRISIS 

Heavens, alive
with pinkish hues, just long enough
for human senses
to be reassured by the presence
of natural beauty,
postscript to another day of living
in fear of a coronavirus
forcing its way among us like impatience
in a milling crowd 

Landscape, losing
its harsher edges, just long enough
to offer respite
from the harsher concerns of a day
seemingly preoccupied
with giving fear, despair, loneliness,
an edge over any happiness
forcing humanity into corners as analogous
with mortality as any 

Sun, going down,
little respite in a darkness where even
moon and stars
left struggling to find a way past clouds
hell bent on
letting night persist in pursuing demands
of a cruel day,
though up against the kinder mind-body-spirit
of human nature 

Heavens, doggedly
driving a passage between all such shades
of light and dark
comprising the human race, we in-between
travellers across
our own time and space, making of its history
what we see,
just long enough to be reassured by the presence
of a natural beauty 

In between its now embracing, now inspiring us,
a fallacious global consciousness

 Copyright R. N. Taber 2021

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