Hello everyone!
I have lots to share. The biggest news is that I got my cast off my leg last week. I went in and my orthopedic doctor took my fourth cast off, then I got an x-ray. She said that it’s healed enough that if I was walking, she would recommend me to start bearing weight on it. Hopefully nothing else will happen to it or any other of my bones that would cause setback at ABLE. I’m going back in about a month to get another x-ray to see how it’s healing.
If you’re reading this and are not from Minnesota, the weather here has been cold for October. It’s supposed to be fall, although it was so cold this past week that it snowed. Good thing it only lasted the morning and then warmed up during the middle of the day for it to melt. I wasn’t taking Brody out much because of the weather and the cold, except for today.
I’m still perfecting my poetry writing (thus the reason why I haven’t blogged much lately.) I also haven’t written much for my book. I believe the imagery and metaphors I’m using will help in my book. My mom and I did an interview today for the Morton Cure Paralysis Fund and it will be a YouTube video coming soon. In my last post, I shared their first video. I’ll post the link on my blog when it becomes available.
I’m hoping to write more blog posts about other things than just updates about me.
Jenni
Here are a few more poems I’ve written:
Hiding Behind the Clouds
Two clouds pass another on a wisp of wind
revealing a ball of fire showcasing its rays
casting shadows on the earth below its plain
Moving swiftly, beautiful, and bright
diverging left then right without a word said
peeking into different lives from far away
Unlocking the key to an ancient mystery
accessing countless times of troubled pasts
sifting through a treasure trove of memories
Holding visions while trusting processes
powered by motivation to seek answers
the two clouds produce inspiration from above
A Scene from Heaven
Numerous colors paint the forests’ floor,
as hummingbirds flutter in the distance
and frogs croak on sunlit lily pads
warm breezes wander between flowers
Wind whizzes around dark tree trunks
shadows appear amongst overhanging limbs
between the kiss of falling leaves
glimpses of patchy sky seen breaks through
The vibrant trees stick to their boundaries
casting show stopping colors on the flowing river
that rumbles through the path it’s created
picking up every evidence of being there
If October never existed
No days so still, so kindly sincere
such reverential quietness in the air
Voices so crisp with integrity
Leaves switch to yellow, orange, and red
Gold in its pocket full of recollections
reminding me of ambient occurrences
Times so pleasant as a fine October
if it never existed, I wouldn’t be alive
as my birthday lands on the 19th
When the light is sweet and heavy
permanence takes its bitter shape
folding amongst natures hugs
