Stroke
I have been waylaid by yet another stroke this is not like my first one, this is the mother, I have been in rehab 4months and still unable to walk,I may recover but will try to keep site working but no left hand its difficult. but my age at77 invites illness in..I havent drawn or painted now for 6 months and in fact have not left my hospital bed until now either,so this is old work, not sure how to start again its a small hole in my brain it seems they tell me so we will see if it repairs itself...I DONT SET GOALS..whats left I will use as best as possible

The putrid ark

Where do these words go
two by two
brown and blue
christ knows where
god knows who
into the putrid ark
entered two by two
the dying to herd them in
all dead refuted
lies to tell
of animals too
an empty shell sailing on the swell
all four winds taking her on
a sinking ship, but not to tell
soldiers on a putrid ark
within a captain of fear
a traitor within that wooden sphere
some odd man takes the helm
bloated now with a shallow bark
far from a land nowlaid low, once a pastoral realm
so dark and slow the years
with a dream of going down
.. in an ark