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I had a little time out in the sun and by the sea with my wife and son and was feeling creative. I have put it a bit on the line and written a poem with no (and I mean no) AI involvement in its creation (although it helped me created the photo at the very end which you see above).
I focused on the intent and meaning as opposed to a structure, after all poetry has never been my thing but I found meaning in this.
I am interested in your honest thoughts (not necessarily from a grammar or too technical a perspective)
My battle with PSP:
Though I stand my ground and try to fight
It takes its toll both day and night.
Despite the pain, despite the progression,
I’m trying to avoid anger and aggression.
This illness hurts body and soul
To keep it at bay, that’s my goal,
Not for me. Not forever
For my loved ones, I endeavour.
People say ‘attitude’ is key
They’re right, of course… but for me…
Support from my loved ones is the one thing
That together with faith, help me to cling…
To life, precious, and of real meaning.
Despite this disease, which to date, has no healing.
I’ve no idea where this journey will end,
But at each stage, I’ll try to bend,
With the blows, that this illness metes out,
Like the tree in the wind, resilient and stout.
I am in G-d’s hands, that I know…
He charts the course by which I’ll go.
It’s a terrible thing, PSP
But I’ll make the most of life… you’ll see
On the Prose side I was surprised to see this monthly summary from the dictation app I use – it is a lot of writing
