versions of home
ideas of what life is
what we create
evolves steadily
and devolves

I myself dont know
what is solid anymore
but mere matter
is to ponder

I hear you
when you say fear

leaving home

Sentiments and Fear about "what lies in wait" and "unknown destination" expressed effectively, it also gives credibility to the belief that Fear is of the unknown..

did you mean to say sanctity instead of sanitity? may be it is a spello like home instead of homr.

I liked this version best, 'scuse I
Longobardolino ?

How terrifying it is to see

yourself decay

day by day

and lose reason's sanity

How frightened is the soul.

How sick the heart

when we must face

the unknown.

How lonely is this journey

we all must endure alone.

Anni.

rain rolling
I can feel it on me
soaking my clothes
my hair
running down my face

I almost got hit twice by cars
so busy in the city

Life is like a cup of coffee
sometimes we spill it
or it gets knocked over
we get busy and its passion
gets colder

but we love it
we hang on to it
waking in the morning
looking forward
even if we dread it

and if I get smooshed by a
truck or car
would I say
If I could relive that moment
Would I just stay in bed all
day?? No I would be out
there with rain on my face
flying on the bike

Im glad we are here
writing
poems talking
this is good!

We all live in the midst of uncertainty

and all we can ever and always say is
that change is the heartbeat of each moment,
what will be another moment’s gift
none know it
the good moment turns into a bad volley
absurd at times
become incidents incredible
and
good sours fear of the unknown
upon ones countenance does appear
as if it was some uncertain hour,
as life flows like a river of no return…

good and bad both can upturn
into passages of time unknown…

I just had such an experience,
where good and bad churned
every moment,
unknown of the finality
but then such things happen
we call miracles….

A rebuke on this one, you are on about waiting for those end days with the complaint, can we talk of now.
Sometimes I sit and think of the end time and reason about how it will be.
Fast slow or what, and I can in reality only live for 10 or 15 years more maybe less, I know you have a positive end scenario, maybe it is better not to know
Then I think of positive things, like each day that is good for me, to hold in my mind, or whatever sense I use, mostly memories now but it is Positive.
I hope that the medical world will find something new soon to help such as yourself, Ref Terry Pratchett, Yours Ian.T

friend Ian
look upwards ...
not to the sky
but beyond
for a miracle medicine ..
SOME DAY
it will come