Whims and Wishes

  • Biopsy...

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Can something ever be nothing, once it's inside your head?

    Can we turn back where we started, get a new thought there instead?

    So intelligent and funny, I'm accustomed to your way,

    You are fragile, I'm the mummy, and uncertain what to say?

    I can upbeat, that's my job, but this time it is us,

    This is real and I must talk to you without making a fuss!

    So I can't it kiss better, make you a favourite…

  • Harebrained scheme…

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I’m sending at risk thatreception's not chilly,

    I'm sorry, I’m honest, the future's not frilly,

    Stick with it, I know that the rhyming's quite silly,

    It had to be so, can't you see?

     

    It got me, because I can stand on my head,

    I wear fluffy bed jackets propped up in bed,

    I can carry off lipstick with no hair, she said,

    It had to be so, can't you see?

     

    If you've half of a…

  • Devine intervention...

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Dear Jesus, would you mind, I asked,

    Could we create a worthier past?

    Irrational solution; fun ahead,

    Diversion, revolution, rub out the things I dread,

    If I can hope,

    If you can cope,

    This viral doubt won't spread…

     

    Dear Lord I know I’m needy,

    I’m vain and daft and greedy,

    I can be nice, if you can cure,

    Is that God's plan?  Not sure,

    Transaction futility,

    Life viability,

    I should…

  • My contribution...

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I’ve sometimes blogged and often blagged,

    Divulged, indulged and also bragged,

    I've even roped in stripey kitty,

    She's fat, the angle isn't pitty...

    So now I’m banging tambourines,

    I’m on the soap box, making dreams,

    A magic wand I never mastered,

    But on and on I’ll wave the b*stard

    Fundraisers give a good deal too,

    -Just think of all the my mail to you...

    In my attempt…

  • Open mind...

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Open mind…

     

    A special lady known to me,

    Refused the boobs obligatory,

    And chose a flat chest symmetry,

    In place of bumpy mammary...

    She's told breasts are a posh frock must,

    And yet I reply, with disgust,

    That silhouette is me, my life,

    My possible, after the knife...

     

    I have a friend who challenged the system  by electing for a second mastectomy rather than breast reconstruction, and it wasn't easy…