https://www.artofplay.com/blogs/articles/fun-with-ambiguous-images

However folded rivers sigh
Watch fields of barley unreel red eye
Bad-mouth the world then eat the sky;
And thro’ the weald the toads run by
To moody glowering Havelot;
And chips in hand the fishes row,
Gazing as the matrix glow
Refine algebra with its flaws
The Geometry of My Blot.

Pillows quaver, aspirins quiver,
Little wheezes flush our livers
With two eyes mauve that gleam forever
By the cardinal’s email lover
Fleeing down to grab a phone.
Fifty shades of grey ,balls powered
Overload the ovaries
And the silent male implodes
For the Lady, will she Not?

At my jargon, pillows wailed
They read the heavy sheets in braille
Slow and blue the duvets failed
The dry mop shuttered silk and pale
Slapping down wi fi Hotspots
But which computer saw her glands?
Or at her thyroid wondered long?
Or is she known to heartless men,
The Lady M.A [aegrotat]

Only drapers, fold sincerely
In among the beds and parlours,
Hear a gong that echoes queerly
From the river bounding eerie
Down to showers for Camper’s Foot
And on the Lune, the sweeping fairies
Pile the leaves in uplands barely
Listening, whispers “‘Tis the lovely
Lady with a white Tea Pot.”

Should a doctor start up his own blog?

Or is it better if he walks his own dog

Today both is fine should he live alone

But don’t do it walking in fog

We once had a doctor called Twigge

Whose eyes were excessively big

His head was large too

As was his shoe

Nevertheless he could still dance a Jig

Gold stone from Cotswold quarries young men brought

And built into a way of life for those who bought

Their lives so cheaply,

And did not see

The children’s eyes,the ball,.the game ,the tree

Of life that grew in small backyards and gave all

To those who climbed into its arms.

Why should this not be you?

Oh,Eden,I see that you are nearer now

In lowly homes where love is free

Than in the temple, grove,and soft set brow

Of those who worship God in churches built of gold.

Now we must know that this is easy to behold

When sun is setting,and escapes the ashes

Thrown up and floating in the watches

Of the days of voter’e eyes cast up to skies

and,wondering fearful, what will come

when all the secret deals are done.

So take the gold of life and let it fall

Into your children’s growing souls

And let this Cotswold town and spires

Melt into sunset’s glowing orange fires.

Published by Katherine

Washing my hair with  washing machine detergent.
Using colourless shoe  polish instead of face cream.
Using frozen strawberries  to color my lips.
Reading Sylvia Plath in bed.
Cutting my hair  with the pinking sheers in summer.
Eating the cat’s biscuits.
Drinking tea from a beer tankard while reading the News.
Drinking beer in  the bath.
Forgetting I am older than I was.
Having 67 handbags .
Having 54 mobile phones all on PAYG.
Polishing my nails.
Reading newspapers.
Ironing  my bra.
Wearing a bra.
Wearing underwear in summer.
Going paddling  in the sea with my frock tucked up my knicker legs.
Drinking tea from a flask instead of going  to a cafe.
Cooking real food.
Adopting stray cats.
Adopting  another man.
Marrying again.
Talking.
Talcum powder.
Fly spray.
Hair spray.
Deodorants.
Mathematics
Infinity and how many types there are.
Going to church.
Singing  in the street free of charge.
Humming.
Groaning when my knees hurt.
Sitting on Waterstone’s stairs as they have no chair downstairs.
Wearing lovely coats because I have to sit in daft places now they have no benches anywhere.

Patients must not share beds ,food,relatives or looks.Jokes shared from 5 to 6 pm daily

Books may be shared unless they are infectious.In that case kindly boil them in hot soapy water before lending out.

Please do not laugh while the consultant is here.She only wears miniskirts to cut her laundry bill.

Please do not ask for permits to visir Kentucky Fried Chicken  Cafe whilst a patient  here.

Remember your dignity and kindly avoid wetting the floor by visiting the toilet every hour on the hour… or on the dot

Courtesy is welcome.Four letter words are punishable by cold tea in the morning.

Free dictionaries are available if you want to enlarge your vocabulary whilst recovering from our errors.

Please do not play board  games at night.

No sex of any kind is allowed unless you pay for it.

Reproduction is not allowed either whether free or purchased off  line

Armageddon  comes and we don’t find
The time to stop and think and wonder at
The wrath of God, the thunder of his mind

Is he  the ground of   being undefined?
The earth where seeds are nurtured  by his  hands
Armageddon  comes and  we are blind

He is not  a sweet and compliant friend
Nor the lord of  rich and  fertile lands
His  the wrath  and his  the thunderous mind

As the storms washed men off Kentish sands
So God  hurls the energy he sends
Armageddon  comes and  we are blind

In these trials, whose hearts are refined?
Are  we open, can we each attend,
His  the sun and his  the mighty mind

As on the rocky path we wary stand
Below despair, we find the deep commands
Armageddon,  love and care are drained
The  grief of God, the  pity of his mind

Come to me. give me a huggle now
I learn Sandwich is in Kent near you
With all my hardy buds I thee imbue
Come to me and share this muddle now
If it’s legal, let me whisk your brow
Love, there’s langour in your eyes, like glue
Come ye geese. give us a gaggle now
I learnt Middle English with no clue

Just the week before my husband died , someone helping me in the garden put some soil weeds and some stone pieces

Into the green recycling Bin

I did not realise until the men emptying the green bins did not take ours. I asked the local authority if they could do it and they absolutely refused because they wanted me to take out the stones

I had  just come back from visiting my husband  and I now knew he was soon die so so I got a piece of

did not go to see him till 5 pm instead of 3 p.m. he har severe heart failure and and could not eat.

He was really starving  and on the Thursday he had developed a severe chest infection but although it was a GP  led unit they could not call a doctor until after 6 when they were told to ring 111.

And the doctor came at 10:30 p.m.

This place was not suited to a very sick man and at 9 pm Sunday evening he was taken to a hospital about 5 miles away where he died on Monday afternoon at 2:30 p.m. in A&E but it was very very good indeed.

I went home with my sister about 6 p.m. after two of her children came of up to the hospital.

If you are going to arrange the funeral. There is something called one stop I want the phone or something like that and you’ve found this place and give them all the details and they notify anybody who needs to be notified such as the local council the public library your GP and I can’t remember the rest but it’s very good

So sometime during that week I thought that I must try to move the green bin my work of art from the pavement in case a blind person walked into it. I can’t see very well myself so I try to remember.

When I braced myself and gripped the handle I nearly fell over because the bin has been emptied but it was not the day for it.

and wrote on it with a marker pen m

This work of art has been created for you  by the council.

5 weeks later I rang the council to ask them why I was still paying the the the full amount of council tax since my husband

I couldn’t move it back into the garden I’ve it was very heavy and it was Friday afternoon so no chance of getting someone else to do it.

I didn’t know it woulr be the last time that I would see my husband on a Friday as he died the following Monday

Over the weekend I discovered at the place  he had been sent to was not a hospice but  a rehabilitation centre.And Gotham to walk to the gym and walk up and down even though the heart told me it was will be impossible for my husband to walk to the front door without great suffering

He had been there for 2 days when that incident occurred and the next day the Saturday is sister was coming down from York

. So I couldn’t go to see my husband until the afternoon and when I was getting ready the sister from the ward rang me and verbally attacked me for visiting my husband too much. I had him once on Thursday 1 Friday and not at all on Saturday so  I was a little bit taken aback but did not go to see him till 5 pm instead of 3 p.m. he har severe heart failure and and could not eat.

He was really starving  and on the Thursday he had developed a severe chest infection but although it was a GP  led unit they could not call a doctor until after 6 when they were told to ring 111.

And the doctor came at 10:30 p.m.

This place was not suited to a very sick man and at 9 pm Sunday evening he was taken to a hospital about 5 miles away where he died on Monday afternoon at 2:30 p.m. in A&E but it was very very good indeed.

I went home with my sister about 6 p.m. after two her children how to come up to the hospital.

If you are blgoing to arrange the funeral. There is something called one stop I want the phone or something like that and you’ve found this place and give them all the details and they notify anybody who needs to be notified such as the local council the public library your GP and I can’t remember the rest but it’s very good

So sometime during that week I thought that I must try to move the green bin my work of art from the pavement in case a blind person walked into it. I can’t see very well myself

When I braced myself and gripped the handle I nearly fell over because the bin has been emptied but it was not the day for it.

5 weeks later I rang the council to ask why I was still paying the the the full amount of council tax since my husband has died  he was no longer living there not even his body was there

I was understood by a young man who told me

You have probably got another man bybnow

I said it is less than 6 weeks since my husband died and for a person of my age it might be a bit longer to find a new partner. I told him

I have not really had time to look out for another man but when I get one I assure you you will be the first person to know about it in a meantime stop charging me when you know perfectly well he’s dead.

I mean who are these people in the civic centre that can talk to you like that?

What on earth has happened to the British people?

Well since then we’ve had brexit and we’ve had Boris Johnson in ill more than one role to my mind unsuccessful

Now we seem to have politicians who even 10 years ago would have  been laughable.

So if your husband or wife or anyone else in your family is reaching the end of their life make sure that it’s a hospital or a hospice they go to not a clinic to rehabilitate people who have had their hip replaced.. the truth of the matter is is my husband an old person and they did not want him a hospital bed for the last 5 or 6 days of his life and they managed it because A and Enis not a place where you need admission to the hospital it was not registered as being in the hospital. However I have no complaints about it except he was in a cubicle in which it was hard for one person to get on either side of the bed and one of his closest friends went away because he is a large man not fat but large he has told me he regrets not being there when my husband died and it was a very beautiful death

The main problem was when I went home he was not there

I sometimes wonder where the people have gone on who would have taken the place of Ed Miliband  Jeremy Corbyn band Theresa May. I didn’t liie  her spending the £1000 on some leather trousers but it might have been to keep her legs dry in the rain

https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2022/aug/14/when-things-are-not-ok-friends-offer-help-heres-how-to-do-it?CMP=Share_AndroidApp_Other

So what was the verdict? Was it suicide?

No it was self-defence.

I don’t understand.

He was his own worst enemy.

Was nothing positive in his life?

Yes most of it was but he wanted a 100%

Is even god 100% perfect when do people he created go to war with each other?

I agree it’s very mysterious. Maybe there is another God higher than this one

That’s like mathematics where there is a number between any two real numbers no matter how close together now.

It’s not true about cake.

Slices will get very thin unlike the people who eat them

I know that God at least started the heatwave just to annoy me. Sometimes I think that whatever I pray for he sends the opposite.

Why for once can’t we have snow in August?

Is it too much to ask where other people are praying for cancer cures safe births for babies and sunny days for their wedding why this time can’t God answer my prayers?

I should stop going to church that will show him whatvI think