Scenes on Sunday ~ Pacific Ocean
out to the west of me the sun is going down

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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
shadows on silk as the night rolls in
Getting Better Now
let your hopes, not your hurts shape your future

one day I will see sights like this again
It’s not the cough that kills you ~ it just feels like it might.
I still have the cough / difficulty breathing , the headache, and the temperature / sweating, but I am so much better than I was a few days ago. At the beginning of the week I only wanted to be asleep, and my sleep patterns were very disrupted. It isn’t normal to be awake all night, then sleeping most of the day in front of the TV instead. I had no appetite, forgot to take my cold medication and vitamin pills, and could only drink Lucozade, (an energy drink for the sick), mixed 50-50 with water.
Until yesterday the idea of showering, shaving, washing my hair was just an impossibility.
But yesterday I got myself clean, cooked a hot meal, (tomato soup out of a can), and even ate most of it. This morning I made coffee, and made some plans for today.
I don’t think I’ve left the garret since I got sick, which I think was on my birthday, March 23rd, so today I’m going out, as far as the store…..
Recovering from this virus needs to be the same as when I was recovering from pneumonia, pleurisy, and the 5 broken ribs that went along with that.;
- Take it easy
- Get plenty of rest and sleep
- Do something to exercise my mind
- Have a little exercise and get some fresh air
- Eat properly, drink plenty of fluids, take my vitamins
The number of fatalities here in England is still going up, and our Prime Minister is in hospital with COVID-19. It looks as though the current lockdown in England is going to continue for a while yet, maybe to the end of April. So, I have plenty of time to recover properly before I’m tempted to do very much, or go anywhere.
Take it easy everyone, take care, don’t worry, try to be happy.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
stay in touch with family and friends
a soul just cries
break my heart and my soul cries for love into the desert dust

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letters lie there helplessly
in a pile inside the door
I’ve tried but I just can’t
remember who they’re for
the past fades
the future hides
and time just glides
then you say America
and that makes me smile
I haven’t seen America
for such a long long while
a soul just cries
new thoughts arise
of blue skies calm seas
But you said California
and it made me smile
if I ever see California
my blue eyes will shine
and as for love
it’s much to old
a story to believe
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
the Pacific listens to my crying soul
Pacific Surf
The Pacific Ocean is nothing like the cold North Sea.

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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
peacefully pacific intimacy

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secluded sleepy serene sunset light
presaging warm and tender nighttime
in love’s gentle arms and contented sight
and promises whispered soft, low, in rhyme
emotions adoring, congruent, pacific, so right
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words and pictures by jack collier
jack collier 7@talktalk.net
loves light waves

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sibilant soft silverness
tumescent foaming whiteness
exquisite ethereal lightness
of brilliant Venus
torments my sad
devotion to the hopelessness
of honest love’s caress
by a sinless silent sea
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net



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