Holding PatternsA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenWritten about the inspirational Dr Jennifer Bute who I had the pleasure of having a lecture from today. http://gloriousopportunity.org/Holding Patterns “Don’t you remember me? We had tea together last week Jen” “No dear you have it wrong, we have never met, I don’t know you.” Damn these hallucinations, wild birds in my eyes, the smell of burning toast fills my nostrils, but I will defeat them with logic. I will grasp the patterns in life’s painting and hold fast to their mannerisms. But my family just cannot cope with me today for I am looking for my babies. “What do you mean they are all grown up, left home? Don’t be so silly” “Don’t you mean they are being cared for?” That was a bad day. Today is a good day. I remember who I am, I recall having tea with Helen, I remember that amyloid plaques cause Alzheimer’s, after all I was a GP. So I am not lost I know where I am going, some of the time; you know… you can’t have rainbows without rain. 16/05/13 © 2013 John Alexander McFadyenReviews
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17 Reviews Added on May 16, 2013 Last Updated on May 18, 2013 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more..Writing
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