Category Archives: Poetry

O Civility…

duck your shameful head O’ traitor 
don’t show your face in my land of freedom.

tear down your lackluster campaign flags
cease your tone deaf rally cries.

you pressed your pestilent idol upon my nation 
and with overwhelming numbers you were rebuked.

your time of relevance is no more.

you tried to force yourself upon us 
like the cheapest of history’s cowards.

raging through our nation’s capitol
smearing shit on a symbol you claim to revere.

bludgeoning friend and foe alike
with every quisling blow.  

all for one who never cared a whit for you.

now your leaders quake in the murk
hoping to be unnoticed while you rot.

your sniveling idol pouts and putts 
as his reckoning comes due. 

and you lecture me on civility
telling me it’s time to end our divisiveness. 

your brazeness is boundless.

you do not get to come into my house
to set a bomb off in the living room

then get upset when I don’t offer you tea
to go with the shrapnel. 

—mmorehead 2-15-2021

I get knocked down…

But I get up again!

It’s been a rough week so my goals to write daily, exercise daily, etc., fell to the wayside as I just tried to get through.
The Gilmore Girls helped. Electric Blankets helped. Kind words and wishes helped.

To make up for missing poetry I offer up my latest poetical campaign, created on behalf of the Southern Plains Land Trust. Today is an appropriate day for it, as it is a Haiku Valentine’s Day ecard campaign.

Take a gander please
and visit upon your loves
our words and pictures.

Choose a card, make a donation, edit your message, send it to up to five separate emails!

A year fit into me…

When I was having my first massage in a long while with Abby I has a transformative experience. It was one of those moments when you aren’t sleeping but you aren’t fully engaged with world and you can reach into your mind and really identify the things you NEED to do with your life.

I discovered what 2021 has to be about for me.

I recently has the discussion with my neurologist that he doesn’t know that there is anything more he can do to help me. I have failed all the drugs currently known to treat fibromyalgia.

So in this coming year I need to learn how to live in a body that is years ahead of help from medical science.

So here is my plan:

  • Find the things I can do to help myself. These include:
    • Exercise on the BoxVR every single day regardless of how much it hurts. Even if it’s only for five minutes. All the research says movement helps fibro.
    • Meditate.
    • Stretch every day.
    • Get a massage a week.
    • Lose weight to reduce stress on already stressed joints.
    • Be kind to myself.
    • Blog about your experience regularly.

I also decided to leave the gallery and work on a book of poetry. I want to write about my experience in a way that makes it accessible to those who don’t understand invisible chronic illnesses.

Finally, I need to take the time I need to love my body. I need to find a way to appreciate what it does for me instead of focusing what it does to me.

So it’s a grandiose plan, but I am hopeful it will help.

At this point, I am my only hope.