Bedridden

Lying in bed

on the flat of my back,

cursing my luck

and the latest

sciatica attack.

I can’t sit down

or stay on my feet

so, I stare out

the window at the

rain and the sleet.

The only thing

working is my

overactive brain

imagining scenarios

I find hard to explain.

Like if colour

is such a beautiful thing

what can explain

the trouble it can bring?

Where do we go to

when we die?

could it really be

a palace in the sky?

The answers to

these questions

I can’t work out

but it passes the time

until I am up and about.

white and black polka dot textile
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9 Comments

  1. I’ve had that pain. I understand and empathize. But I went to Dr. Schurr at Stanford. He was “Schur” he could fix it. He Schur did! It was a bone spur at L4-L5 pinching a nerve – that was what caused it. He removed the spur and I’ve been pain-free ever since. Do not hesitate to go have your problem analyzed! I’ll pray for you!

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  2. And the healing takes place at a pace untraced by any physician
    I send positive energy to your life and the rest of your livin’
    Start gettin’ up sometime this week
    I leave with this sentiment, so place it on repeat

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