Wired ~ a poem


Life is light –
Light is life…& so it goes.
The ultimate power source,
organic in nature & nurture –
As we age, our mortality keeps
a firmer grasp on the stopwatch –
The search for answers becomes nearly obsessive; to validate our legacy of lives we lived…& lives worthy of living.

No matter how hard we strive
for perfection – No matter if
we try to follow selfless paths;
dutifully & righteous in purpose & meaning, shall we succeed in
finding our light sooner than those self absorbed or inflicted – or those without faith, or will our light find us?

What is it we all seek to find…
and why?  No matter – Carry on because this cannot be planned, nor can it be calculated.
Life is light –
Light is life…& so it goes.
Move forward without itinerary
or biological GPS –
With eyes & arms wide open,
embrace intangible beauty blinded
by the light of life –
Imbibe in hedonistic elixirs, neon &
systemic cocktails – symbolic in celebration of the body electric.

Glorious opportunities await,
unlimited, with conduits compatible…
Upgradable wares, outlets
plentiful for those who seek
the light of life, luminous &
Life is light –
Light is Life…& so it goes.

by MPP 1/11/17
Revised 4/24/17

Author: Mary

ABOUT MARY My Bio ~ I am a "late-blooming" writer from Texas who specializes in poetry. I also have a life-long background in music, the performing arts, and enjoyed 14 years as a special events planner in the private club industry. I am a 1990 graduate from The University of North Texas who started off as a music major (voice), but I wasn't "feeling" it. So, I changed directions and happily ended up graduating with a B.S. in Hotel/Restaurant Management. I was healthy, eventually married, became a stepmother of two and had a fun, successful career in the food and beverage industry until 2001. Life, as I knew it, changed dramatically when I was diagnosed with MS. I attempted to work a few years after diagnosis, but nothing connected quite right anymore. You see, this disease affects everyone completely different. I went through numb/tingly issues, my mobility was intact, but I was, and continue to be an "invisible symptom" case. My MS really enjoys messing with my brain. Anxiety, memory, mood changes, heat and fatigue are debilitating, a battle especially when stressed. A few "in denial" years went by...I dealt with this vile invasion of my "internal room-mate". My husband couldn't handle these changes - he hated every part of it (I don't really blame him for that). But, he avoided being around when I was down - he didn't sign on for this, couldn't understand any of it, and I sure didn't look sick (invisible symptoms). So, eventually divorce and other challenges came into play. Those were rough days. Looking back now, I know I was suffering from a nervous breakdown. Not yet had I thought to seek the help of a professional therapist to help me purge the noisy voices and conversations from inside my head, so I began to write. I wrote little songs and played piano again - I taught myself a little acoustic guitar - and it felt good - soothing. I had found a new form of therapy which enabled me to breathe again; a healing that didn't require a prescription. Re-invention of myself seemed plausible via these creative outlets. Music, reading, and writing - primarily poetry - filled me with passion and endless possibilities. In fact, I've since begun to view my MS as a gift. A gift which forced me to focus on the important things in life, to find my sense of humor, to ignite my passion and live. Twitter accounts: @pettigrew66, @MSpals, @MSpalsPoets Acknowledgments and Press ~ • Two of my poems were accepted in the UK for two books of poetry compilations, The Summer of Sport: Forward Poetry 2012 and Poetry Rivals Collection 2013. • I was interviewed and published in an article about art/creativity therapy and MS by the National Multiple Sclerosis Society's Momentum Magazine (2013), • My disability-themed poetry has been published on blogs and websites, including www.pajamadaze.com and www.disabled-world.com. • Creator, team captain of MSpals and MSpalsPoets

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