Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

New Poem - A Long Time since my "Voice" visited me....

I knew in a few days after first writing this, I would "change it".... some of what I wanted to say, didn't come out the way I really wanted it to... so this morning I "heard" my "voice" calling, thus I made some changes. Still I feel like all of those incredible poems, all of the wondrous writing I did for so many years, is still a "faded memory".... and that frightens me... All I've ever held onto, no matter what is my ability to tell my heart, and speak how I feel through the "written word"... again all of that seemed to walk out the door about 8 months ago or more... so again I try.... and hope one day those "words" that used to ring so vibrantly shall do that once again...
I've not really "written a word in I am not sure how long...
I felt I no longer held the "words" to say, and my "voice" left me also, on that May 2015 Day. So, this is the first poem I have written in a very long time... not sure that it is "right' yet... but wanted to post it
not even sure about the title yet either but here it is....



Two Hearts Intertwined In A Stained Glass Hue...


One fateful morning April, 2005,
Two came together, to be united as one.
Vows written, and saying "I Do!
Feeling I was a princess, & my Prince finally came true....
We vowed to each other to softly combine...
We stood in the soft hew of stained glass in "sync" a perfect time.
We talked of our future,
All of our plans, hopes and dreams..
Knowing that never would life, pull us apart at the seams.
Suddenly you turn around and it is years, not just a day.
Time captured some memories, all along the way
To the top of that mountain to show we never feared.
Life's crazy "schemes", throws a curve ball straight to the heart.
We vowed each day forward, life would never burst us apart...
Even with as much love as was here,my race never to be won.
Two heart combined together, beating only as one...
Two pieces held together by one, torn from whole into two.
And the only was to "fix" it, is the memory of that stained glass hue...
Rhia Steele copyright December 2015

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

The Links to both of my Poetry and Prose Books on Amazon and also my Profile....

I have not really been "advertising" my two poetry and books and I should share these with you. It has been awhile since I mentioned them, and since I am probably about half way into completing my 3rd "autobiographical" look into my own trials and tribulations with autoimmune illness, chronic pain and my winding forever river of all things "Autoimmune" to me.

My 3rd book, is a view from my own self a patient of these horrid illnesses, and what I feel at times others view my as.... whether that be good, bad or indifferent, there are always different views from different people.

I tend to feel most "facebook" and online blogs etc, are where most are in total belief of what you are going through. I don't "feel" or see that as much on a daily level around my own little neck of the woods.

Several reasons, from some not "seeing" me when I am the most ill. Some because they just have not really seen me or been able to talk with me. People have busy lives and often even though you may run face to face with someone you know, does not mean there is time to really "explain" the complexities of any type of chronic illness, and most especially any type of "autoimmune illness(es), chronic pain" and how many medications, doctors, surgeries, and even the daily "grind" of every moment of your day evolves around being chronically ill..


I know MANY of us try our best to "put aside" the thought of a daily illness; yet if we really are honest with ourselves, and take a good inventory of our life day to day, we absolutely have to come to terms with "Yes, I am chronically ill", "Yes, it does in many ways rules my life", and although I may not want to come to terms with it, my life and those around me, can change from moment to moment.

I can be sitting here typing away right now, feeling sore, tired, achy and so on. Yet, in 10 minutes I might be so ill that I have to be taken to the Urgent Care Center, the ER, my own physician, or even hospitalized depending on the situation.

So, even though we try not to allow this "anxiety causing, horrific, abusive, sometimes very harmful" chronic autoimmune diseases, we still have to understand that they do in some ways rule over our lives. It would be almost impossible for them not to....

Anyway, so here are the links to my poetry books, and my "Author" about me page...


http://smile.amazon.com/Ramblings-Seasoned-Soul-Brush-Strokes/dp/1461061946/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

http://smile.amazon.com/Ramblings-Seasoned-Soul-Brush-Strokes/dp/1461061946/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1428505245&sr=8-1&keywords=Rhia+Steele

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