up the creek without a paddle

I am up the creek without a paddle

My life it is just one big horrid muddle

This awful glaucoma in my eyes

Is surely my worse demise 

I can’t see far it has to be said

But my life is not over I’m not dead!

I feel I have a lot more to give out

There’s hope in me without a doubt

I have every hope and love

And seek guidance from above 

To lead the rest of my life with happiness and peace 

But not seeing is pretty scary you know 

You can’t just go with the flow 

So help me please to find my way

And try and enjoy another day 

Author: Rosy

I became interested in poetry about a year ago and try to write about things from my heart that are associated with events in my life or events going on in the World at large or closer to home. I am a visual artist and still am to a certain extent having exhibited some of my work as a visually impaired artist using sponges to paint. I have lost most of my eyesight in recent years to advanced glaucoma and my vision is now very limited I am finding my creativity now evolving in writing poetry and hope to publish my own book of verse in the future. I have a blog page on Wordpress where I share my poetry, art, photography, thoughts and favourite quotes and prayers at https://rosypoems.com

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