Understanding the Invisable

Bones, joints and muscles
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If you fibro folk can bear another thought on today's society!   Written after a comment from a friend - made me think how many folk out there are misunderstood.   Called No Spots.

No spots, no scars, no walking frame

No cast, no splints or bandages

And so she is not entitled to consideration or a kindly word

A shirker, hypochondriac.

Fatigued she said

We all get tired

It’s more than that she cried

I’m numb, exhausted, foggy brained

Blind in one eye.

But still no visible reason for her laziness

Believing her to be

A benefit cheat as the papers say

For all of us to see.

She limps sometimes and then forgets

Or so it seems to them

They have no comprehension 

One day fine another not to suit her they believe

If only they would take the time to see what is

Underneath

And understand the nature of her ills

 but quick to judge they are

Their accusations and their gossip

Eventually reach her ears

She can take no more  and an

Overdose finds her on the floor.

Guilty neighbours rally round

If only we had known

We could have helped her cope they cried

And now, well what of now

 community rallied round and we find

A caring happy neighbourhood where

Side by side man and woman stand

United to the cause

To treat as would be treated one and all.

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Oh you have hit the nail right on the head Maggers.  Well done you!

Words like this tumble out when there is heart-felt empathy...and suffering on a personal level methinks.

A valued input.

Chickabee

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Thanks. I cannot think fast enough when the incidents happen but have to reflect and put my thoughts down on paper.  Good old fibro fog is to blame I think.

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Fibro drills for gold in you. X

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You've began  metamorphosing pain into poetry and I bow to you. 

To you all I leave here Rashani Rea's

 

The Unbroken

There is a brokenness

out of which comes the unbroken,

a shatteredness

out of which blooms the unshatterable.

There is a sorrow

beyond all grief which leads to joy

and a fragility

out of whose depths emerges strength.

There is a hollow space

too vast for words

through which we pass with each loss,

out of whose darkness

we are sanctioned into being.

There is a cry deeper than all sound

whose serrated edges cut the heart

as we break open to the place inside

which is unbreakable and whole,

while learning to sing.

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Gosh - wish I could write like that.

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You're well on your way. 

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Once again....so so true !  x

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You are too kind. Thank you Teresa

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Hello Maggers,

What a beautiful piece of writing. I think you have so hit the nail on the head, a rare talent.

Take care, Anne

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Maggers you are definitely a poet laureate  🌠 in the making. Thank you for bringing poetry back into my life.

Meg

  🌺

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Oh Maggers;   how true, and isn't it the way?  I once worked with a girl (well we were young then), and I Didn't even know she suffered from severe depression:   I thought she was a really lovely person, and loved working with her, she was always caring to her patients, liked to learn anything New when she came to work with me in the ED, and then all of a sudden, she was moved back to the wards....when I asked "why?"...the response was "political reasons", which I couldn't understand....then when I saw her Death notice in the papers, everyone said  "of course it was sudden...she committed suicide...she was depressed"....it hit me b...hard......I wished I'd made a Bigger Stand...and it has taught me (hopefully) to Try and get people to open up, but still find there are some that just don't know how????  How do we help those?  Maybe I should start this in a New discussion?

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You were young how were you supposed to know. Hindsight is a wonderful thing. I think the answer is before one judges another's actions think and engage brain before speaking.  I was always told God gave us two ears and one mouth for a reason. Listen twice as much as you speak.  Sometimes depression is hidden quite skillfully by the sufferer.  How many times have you heard people say "well I never knew so and so had xyz".In a busy world perhaps we are all guilty of being too wrapped up in our own problems to see the suffering of anyone else.   I try to smile/speak to one person I do not know every day.  Who knows that one smile or word could make all the difference to that person's day.

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Your soo spot on again Maggers..well done you...:be blessed..-) xxx

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Amen..:-) xxx

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Thanks maggers; this I have learn't too (my kids are always saying that "I talk to Everyone".....say it takes us soooo long to get through our day/s out......Bron

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Yes do that Bron...start in this new discussion, would be very helpful..:-) xxx

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This one is a keeper...and one to share daily with whomever God places in our path...love it!

Chickabee

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Matters so well said! Only yesterday a really good friend of mine, who I thought understood, listened whilst I read her some of your poems etc. her response floored me when she said "oh, I thought fibro was just really bad pain". I could have hit her because she's the one who I really thought understood me. At least she left a little more educated 😏

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Hi Lisa;  know that one only too well too....today hubby and some of the kids knew I was going to see a Specialist re my mouth brace...hubby asked "what did he say?"  my reply  "to make sure I wore brace  most of time"...hubby said "why"...me trying Hard to drop hint  "ensure that I didn't talk as much"....so what did hubby do...spent another half hour on phone "talking" to me, and then told others re my visit, so they all thought they had better ring Mum too, and have a talk about my visit.......................Bron