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Everyday
It can start well, sometimes
walk easy, float even
A serene moment suited for still water
but the calm drains
leaving nothing to admire
I’m walking that sludgy river bed
moulding footprints caked in fear
Limbs smothered with thick leaded dirt
desperately trying to clean
Dragging steps, never progressing far
clinging to steadfast roots
I welcome simple furniture
delivering a place to steady or hold
but the earthquake rumbles on
I’m losing them beneath me
drowning in an ocean of air
hanging on to stop myself falling
Be seated. Take shelter
a stronghold for a while
before the deluge surfaces once more
Background: Just an ordinary day with MS
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