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Thursday, 8 August 2019

LOVE LETTER @PoetryByFionaCummings


LOVE LETTER

BY FIONA CUMMINGS

 

My Dearest darling

I woke this morning

And for a moment

I forgot you’ve gone

It felt so wrong

To put out my arm

To hold you close to me

But where you lay was empty

Oh, my love

I look to the sky above

And wonder if you are looking back at me

If so, what do you see?

 A shell of who I used to be

Am I a distant memory?

Just for a second I thought you would be near

But now who will wipe away my tears

This is my fear

To be alone

I can’t touch you

Or talk on the phone

But I can write you a letter

And hope afterwards I feel better

Pen to paper

My lip does quiver

My hand trembles

My past troubles

Are nothing compared to what I’m going through

 My Dearest Darling

I will always love you!

 

© Fiona Cummings

 

 

DEMOLISHED @PoetryByFionaCummings


(Warning, very dark)

 

DEMOLISHED BY FIONA CUMMINGS

If only I could stop my tears

And lock away the fears

The pain from all the years

The bad blood that flows

The hurt that grows

There’s nowhere for it to go now

It’s bursting out, leaving lines on my brow

Words have been spoken

A rope around my neck

I’m choking

My heart is broken

It can’t be fixed now

Each day I awake

I don’t know how

 I can carry on living

I have nothing left

No more giving

Everything has been taken

Walking on glass that is braking

Smashing each step, I take

Each day I wake

 I don’t want to get out of bed

I’m hanging on a thread

Poison I have been fed

Thoughts I have always lived to dread

Are shadowing me

I wish I could get rid

Of the feelings inside of me

Set me free

Unlock the door

Lift me up

 From the cold damp floor

Forgive me for whatever I’ve done

Allow me to experience fun

Let me feel love please

I’m begging you on my knees

Is this forever now

My destiny?

 

© Fiona Cummings

 

 

Monday, 5 August 2019

FOR NOW BY FIONA CUMMINGS


We have had a full and fantastic weekend. Loads of love fun and friends. I’m now watching the Antiques road show on TV where people are bringing in amazing items to be valued.

 

It’s been a beautiful weekend weather-wise too but now the heavens are talking. It’s thundering and lightning. Oh, I do feel for those who are out of their houses in England who have been evacuated because of potential floods. And of course, there are places where have flooded and a bridge nearby has collapsed, I just think what if someone had been on that bridge at the time?   

 

When I got back from our lovely day today, I had a cup of tea and some delicious ginger bread cake our friends gave us. We sat outside to take in the last of the sun before the rain came down. After my tea and cake, I actually fell asleep. I have never done that outside before and it was only for five or ten minutes, but I was so chilled. After such a perfect couple of days.

 

We got some sad news the other day, our wonderful, in fact perfect neighbours right next door, are moving house. Oh, I will miss them I, hope we can still stay in touch. Now the worry of who we will get living next to us.  

 

Our avenue of all sorts is like a little family. Everyone is so very friendly. It’s cosy and close. But the lady next door is the heart in the street.

 

Going out to the movies with my friend tomorrow and then apart from one appointment at last at our Doctors to see about my ear, as it’s still not right, a quiet week so far. I’m joking with Hub as I have waited 27 days for an appointment and my Dr who I am seeing isn’t my normal nice Dr, but a new one, and he/she as I am not sure if man or woman, is called Dr Summer…. I said to Hub I wonder if I should book now for if I need to see a Doctor in January perhaps, they will be called Doctor Winter? I have never had to wait a month to see a Dr before. It’s getting crazy.

 

And finally.

To all my loyal Bloggets, who have been with me for the past few years, thank you so much. Because of this blog, I have met some amazing people some will be friends for life. some of you have made me so proud to see how you have progressed changed over the years. And to all my New Bloggets, I hope one day to see you all again just keep checking back here. May be every couple of months? If there are no new posts, there are about four thousand old ones to look back on. Take care of yourselves. With love. X

 

 

 

 

Thursday, 1 August 2019

WHO IS THE WINNER BY FIONA CUMMINGS


Hello Bloggets. 300,68000

 Reads of this blog page. Bless you all. Ireland have gone from the top ten they annoyingly have been taken over by what is called an unknown region. I mean, where or who is that? Blogger say it’s a country or part of the world that can not be traced. Hmm. I don’t quite believe that. It’s a mystery, but whoever you are wherever you are, you have been doing lots of reading as Ireland were big readers.

 

It’s after ten in the evening. We have just got in from a night out with our friends. It went so fast tonight. Don’t they say time flies when you are having fun?

 

It’s been dreadful watching our news as the floods are really scary. Over six thousand people have been evacuated from one part of the UK because they fear a dam will burst and flood all the town. And yesterday we saw a bridge collapse and many houses flooded and 80 poor sheep were swept away. Oh, that is heart breaking. I go into animals’ heads and think what they must have been thinking. It hurts me like crazy to think of those poor animals. I don’t feel for the farmers, as they were going to kill them anyway, I really feel for the sheep though. How fast floods are happening now. something we never used to see on our news, it was always other countries we felt for, never ours. Even five years ago, I would say, we are so lucky in this country as we don’t have any bad weather conditions. Well we do now!

 

Oh, the house is so quiet. It’s so peaceful. Last night I went to bed and oh my, I so badly wanted to get back up to write. Now I am up, my deep thoughts are gone and I can only write basic chat. It’s during the night when my head is spinning full of words that are bursting to get out, almost to escape my thoughts.  It’s when I am still laying there trying to sleep, thoughts so very dark and deep come to my mind and mouth but I’m silenced by respect for those trying to sleep.

 

If I were to take my lap top to bed and wear my earphones so I hear the words I’m typing, goodness knows what I would write. Probably thoughts that should stay in my own head and not be given to others. During the night there are no flowers and pastures, that is for sure.

 

I loved hearing some of your answers to my question I asked yesterday about what kind of weather you are. I loved the way you described your feelings.

 

Let me ask you another question, see how you answer this, even if you answer it in your head…

 

If you truly love someone, you really want them to be happy though deep down you really just want you, to be their happiness, but when you are gone, they will have no one if we are just their joy, right? Those I love I am so delighted to see them have so many people who love them too. Because I know if I am not hear, they will have a choice of people to show the love that I have if you add all of them up together, it will be about the same amount of love I have for that person or those people.

 

  So, can you share your loved ones with others, or are you possessive? As long as I know the people who love my closest ones, are genuine then I am very happy it’s when I can see the badness in others and the sly ways that I really fight to protect those I love. But kind people people who bloom all year round, I love to surround myself and my dearests with people like them.

 

I received an email from a lady who loves her sister so much she only wants her to be with her go out with her have holidays together, she openly admits she is jealous of others being near to her sister. She has asked me to write about jealousy as bless her she is really going through hell right now as she feels she is losing her sister. Imagine a wood full of bluebells. Only two are planted but next season there is a full pathway full of beautiful blue blossoms. So much beauty. So much joy to those who can see and smell the flowers. Two become ten twenty and more. All giving the same to us. Happiness and love. If you have only one bluebell near you, and that flower dies, what is left? Only you, or if you are that flower and you die, who will protect your other flower and make them bloom again?

 

This lady’s sister will always love her and they will have something very special all of their lives, but I told her she must let her sister experience life or the lady concerned will never know real life. I feel for this lady as she feels without her sister, she has nothing or no one, but she has as she still has her sister and when they get together, they will have so much more to talk about. And who knows, the other sister may introduce her little sister to one of her friends and those two bluebells can spread and create a beautiful path in life.

 

Personally, I wouldn’t say that little sister is jealous. I would say she is insecure and isn’t sure how to befriend other people. But putting her fears onto her big sister isn’t fair. If she loves her sister and I know she does, she won’t want her sister to feel any pain. So, she will want her big sister to have so much support and loads of love. That doesn’t mean her big sister will love her less. It does mean though that she won’t have as much time for the little sister. But perhaps it’s time for the little sister to take a walk in the woods to see if she can pick herself a posy of her own?

 

So, my question, are you possessive or jealous? Is there a difference? What kind of person are you? Perhaps neither of those words, may b you are a kind of whatever person. Chilled not really bothered or just positive so can live life to it’s full and never get concerned about anything in life. if you are jealous, why do you think that is? Have you ever tried to Annalise yourself? Are you possessive? To me there is a huge difference between being possessive and jealousy. Neither give comfort to the person who feels this way. Whilst they are having those feelings, other people are living life with such freedom and without worrying thoughts.

 

So, in the end, who is the winner?

 

DIARY OF THE SUN AND STORMS BY FIONA CUMMINGS


When you have worn skirts or dresses for the past two weeks and this morning so tired you put on that skirt, only it’s trousers, not a skirt? I couldn’t understand how it seemed so tight on the legs.

 

And when you take time to wipe the garden table drying it too getting all your working equipment out to write and take your seat for it to pour down with rain? I guess it’s going to be one of those days…. In fact, it’s been one of those weeks. Out the other day I got hit badly by a bike thank God my dog was OK. And yesterday I did the thing that no person who has no vision should do. I felt something on the floor whilst I was cleaning. Not recognising what it was with my foot, I at great speed bent down to pick it up only to learn it was my Dyson and I was kicking the base and slammed into the top of the tube busting my mouth and under my nose. Once again, day two of Fifi being generous with her blood.

 

I still have only two tomatoes on my plants. But I have more flowers so, there is hope.

 

My brother in law has kindly asked me to go and stay at his for a few days. Bless him.

 

Well our Son has survived almost another week at his job amazing so proud of him as every day I think he expects to be finished as they need to make so many cuts and they have got rid of every person who started with our boy, before him a few have been finished and some who came after him too. Some of them were really great workers. I just don’t understand how they pick who is going and who is staying. He has to wait until Christmas to see if he will be kept on full time. Hopefully he will get to then. He is doing so brilliantly well though. His brain is allowed to shine there. Thank goodness he has work to keep his brain alive as after work he is spending a lot of time with people who can’t give him the stimulation he needs.

 

Oh, I am sick of the noise around here. The Emergency services are constant. It’s a main road to the hospital too. Some of those services now sound like space crafts.

 

A question for you to ponder over.

 What kind of person are you? If you are the weather. Are you sunny all the time, sunny with gentle rain showers at times, blustery forceful winds, floods of damage, cold frosty, Icey hard person? Or, all of those things. Do you ride on the force of your hurricane being fuelled by your fury and then crash down in a mess that waits to be swept away by the road sweepers of life?

 

If you are the gentle rain who falls in time with your tears, I hope you find love. If you are the thunder and lightning and ferocious winds that wreak havoc, I hope you are loved more. For me, I’m a total contradiction a pendulum that swings between the sun, snow and storms of life.  I crave my independence, my solitude but tomorrow I will want to be held like no one has ever held me before. And understood as if you can read my mind. I fear of suffocation and abandonment but don’t want to be told what to do or kept in a cage of life. I don’t have a clue how to find the perfect balance between the changes the insecurities I have and the pure stubborn and self-opinionated views I think I own.

 

I wish I had a pound coin for every time someone told me I am courageous, gosh I would be rich by now, I even have awards for bravery, but to me, I am the most cowardly person I know. I am like a frightened child alone in the world but then I fight like a lion for those I love.

 

   I kind of envy those of you who are quite simple in your daily forecasts. Non complicated. Every day there is sunshine in your lives but when occasionally it does rain, you see it as watering the plants and wildlife so it’s no big deal to you. You are positive. Never see negative, even when it hits you in the face. Your cup is always full where as mine is always half empty. I used to be a very positive person. Many many years ago. Then life took over and reality kicked in!

 

I do love the challenge though of seeing a positive out of something negative. Even if I totally don’t believe what I am trying to do. The positive thoughts and words do help.

 

Well I’m off now to cook for my loves and then get ready to go out with friends. So, until later, take care cos I care.

  

 

Tuesday, 30 July 2019

BOOK OF DESTINY #PoetryByFionaCummings


BOOK OF DESTINY

BY FIONA CUMMINGS

 

I flick through the pages

Chapters, stages

The words they jumble

In this life that’s a jungle

Some of the writing jumps out at me

Some words I refuse to see

Laughter is hidden in the story

Boastful people full of glory

I close the book for a while

And put it on top of a pile

Will I return

Or will the paper I burn?

I sit in my chair with its upholstery

And it’s winged sides

Black letters pouring out

As if to shout

I won’t hide

You will come back to words that are written

Twice bitten

Smitten

You need to know

Where does the biography go?

How does it end

Happy with a friend?

Lots of time to lend

Money to spend

No time to pretend

I pour a cup of coffee

And find that book coming back to me

Open the mystery

The history

The darkness and victory

Who wrote this story?

Was it written for me?

What if I don’t want to be the hero in the book

Or the villain

Peeking through the pages

Am I still in

Featured

Is this really me?

Who bought this book?

It wasn’t me

But how did I get it?

What made me read it?

The title found me

Chapters shouted at me

I was hypnotised

Tears I have cried

Such joy I have tried

Dare I get to the end?

The final chapter, I’m now on

Really?

Is that my destiny?

 

© Fiona Cummings

 

Saturday, 27 July 2019

DR KHAN BY FIONA CUMMINGS


Visiting our friends new house today, we had a lovely time though we were planning a BBQ, but because of the weather, didn’t quite work out, though ended having a lovely time and their house is beautiful.

 

What makes a nice house to me? Firstly, feeling the love as you enter the front garden. Then the smell, a house has to smell clean. As I pass the furniture, I have a sneaky feel for dust. Haha, there was none today. And then the comfortable seating as well as the way the owners, make you feel! The rooms were big and airy. The house cost about £600,000, again what makes that house that much, another in a different area half that and in another area double that? I guess the crime records, schooling and facilities. But at the end of the day, same builders, same materials. Should there really be such a difference in prices? Such a gap?

 

 Hub and I are having a quiet night. Our Son has gone to the cinema. Hub and I watched our medical program with my most loved Doctor who should be Knighted. Dr Amir Khan GP’s Behind Closed Doors it is on Wednesdays on Channel 5. It’s a reality show real people real troubles and real medics but Dr Khan is not a normal person, he’s just the most caring person I have ever seen when it comes to medical issues and believe me, I have come across a load of those and normally they are a different breed of human, well in a way, Dr Khan is the same, so different though to other medics. So genuine and simply perfect to humans and animals. Oh, to have a Son like him a brother like him, a friend, is a gift but us mortals have to just watch him once a week on TV but the day that series ends, will be a very sad day in our house as Hub and I absolutely love him. I just don’t understand how on earth someone hasn’t got him to be on other shows, well his own show. He is so funny too. Mischievous in the cutest way. And now Hub watching a drama called Casualty. Oh, I’m medict up. Enough is enough I don’t want to feel empathy for any other person tonight after watching our reality medical program where there was a man who was 93 who just lost his wife, after seventy years. Oh, bless him. I ached for him. When you are with someone that long it would be so much kinder of you both to go together having said that, I lost my much loved parents together almost and I’m still suffering now. it was too much so thinking about others, it’s kinder to lose one parent at a time, but for the couple, then to go together would save so much heartache. I just hope I go before Hub. I really won’t cope on my own. Such a cheerful subject, let’s see if I can cheer you all up?

 

Sharks love jazz. Yep, it’s written that they are sophisticated evil geniuses who are rather partial to a bit of Herbie Hancock.

Now then, it’s Australian scientists who have discovered this…. We won’t ask how they came to their findings…

 

And now a true story from me. When my Son was very small, about four, he came home and told me what his teacher had said to him making him stand in the corner. I tried to make light of the subject and told him I was going to punch Miss J in the nose.  I know, not the most grown up way of dealing with such a situation… thought nothing else about it. Next day at school, the long line which seemed longer that day were all standing in the very narrow corridor to get in the class when it opened. The door opened and my Son said grabbing my hand, come on Mummy. Now remember, I was blind, obviously something had happened, may be Miss J asked him visually to come forward? Oh, heck, it was going to be one of those moments, where I get told what my Son had done wrong… So, we got to the front of the parents and children. Everyone silenced as obviously we had queue hopped. My Son in his best clearest and loudest stage voice said.

“Go on then Mummy.”” I replied go on what darling? He answered, go on, you said you were going to punch Miss J in the nose!””

Oh…    Gosh.

It wasn’t good!

 

Abraham Lincoln was to reported to have said.

“If I was two faced, would I be wearing this one?””

Light travels faster than sound, this is why some people seem bright, until you hear them speak.

 Alan Dundes

 

Bob hope said a bank is a place you go to lend money, if you can prove you don’t need it.

And finally, Charles M Schulz

Don’t worry about the world coming to an end, it’s already tomorrow in Australia.

 

 

WHAT YOU SAY MATTERS BY FIONA CUMMINGS


Reading messages and emails of late from you, this is my blog.

When you really love someone you have never met and when you feel you can’t get too close to them? I guess most people get this way when they are young with pop idles, but, what if it’s for real? Real life? you have waisted so many years, you need to catch up but you can’t. and you can’t even ask them or that person if they have the same feelings if you can’t ask them, that is normally because you kind of know the answer. But what if you are wrong? What if they are also waiting for you to make the first move?

 

Normally I would say life is for living and if you don’t do it you will never know, but right now, you have a tiny bit of involvement, but if you step too close to their toes, then you may trample over their feet and scare them off.

 

Sometimes it takes a really good fall to know where you stand. But what if you are so fed up of hurting each time you fall; you can’t take much more pain? But there again, what if you fall, but the person you love and hold close to your heart, is waiting to catch you?

 

I guess it’s like Russian roulette. Taking a chance. The question is, are you prepared to take that risk, if not, what do you gain? I think nothing as far as moving forward goes. What do you lose? The chance to be with that person you love but if you find out now it’s not going to work, you could save yourself years months or just weeks perhaps of wondering. If it’s not going to work now, you may as well find out to save all the time hoping planning wishing and believing in a dream that will never happen.

 

But that takes guts, burying one’s head is something personally I’m rather good at. What about you? Are you brave enough to find out now? the longer you wait, I wonder if it will be more difficult in the long run!

 

Just another thought, school. Why don’t we learn the important things at school things that happen in everyone’s lifetime? Lessons we just don’t get at school. Like, how to talk to a dying relative, how to cope when your parents die? How you will feel when you find out you are pregnant and how you will cope when you have your baby? How you will manage when you have a family to support and you go to work on the Monday to be told to pack the contents of your desk, as you are being made redundant? How to change a tire on your car and how not to be bothered by nasty people. Bullying is featured in every school we cope with it but are not taught how to deal with it. That is something we have to teach ourselves, when it happens to us all at some point of our lives, if not at school, in the work place or in our neighbourhood?

 

How to learn what a good offer on a car loan is or mortgage? What is 15% off clothing? It’s surprising when I have been clothes shopping with people and there is a sale on, how they can’t work out the basics of percentages off. And I’m talking really clever people. We at school learn how to cook rather complicated food, but not the basics. We cook things normally advance cooks will attempt. So, we probably won’t ever cook that in real life.

 

Another quick subject. How do you deal with disappointment? Something you have really looked forward to for ages. Someone has promised you something that you really are excited about. This person is supposed to love you and want the best for you. The big day comes. You are buzzing with excitement. But the event is a total nightmare. Mainly caused by the one person who made all the promises and dreams for you. The person who has let you down was the one person you trusted in life. how on earth do you cope with that?

 

Well the person I am talking about is an upbeat person. A positive person, but she isn’t feeling very positive now. she is hurting. She can’t do this activity with anyone else and it’s something she has done for many years and loved but because of circumstances, she no longer can do this independently. So, the person she went with really let her down making it a bad day, a bad memory which now she will have to face facts that she has to give up what she loves to do. Something she has done all her life.

 

In my life there were things I loved to do, one was going for a walk on my own, ride a bike another and play the game of pool was the other thing. When I went blind, I lost all of that I lost the want, need and ability to continue doing what I thought was fun. But the only person I had to be disappointed with, was myself. I also lost the push and determination to carry on even trying to find alternative hobbies. But I can’t think of a time when someone I love has let me down with regards an activity. Though I do know of one of my lovely readers who is going through this right now. I feel so sad for her. She is facing reality, or can she change her way of thinking? Can she explain to the person who has let her down the situation perhaps that other person will rethink and stop being so selfish? Maybe she should talk to that person and give them another chance? Or, does she quit? And feel that grief as grief isn’t only caused by someone dying, but grief is a loss. I semi grieved when I left my much-loved hometown my last house. And to this day I wish we had never moved, but that was then and this is now, I can’t go back no matter how much I would love to.

 

Why can’t good things last forever, especially when you are not asking much? I guess it’s a way to make us so we are not stagnant. So, we try other things? Or is it a way to face reality and face facts that we need to change something in our lives something quite major.

 

To my lovely Blogget, may be its Gods way of telling you, something has to change. Something significant. May be, you have to move house. Move to where other opportunities will be easier to obtain. So, you love your house, you like the area, but, how practical is it in the long run for you and your lifestyle? If you lived elsewhere, more doors could be opened for you, or stay where you are and have no hobbies for the rest of your long life you have left. The person who has let you down, time and time again by the way, may not live half as long as you. How will you cope living on your own?  But if you moved house where those doors may be opened, chances can be taken and new people you could meet, and if the worst happens and you are on your own, then you will have people all around you.

 

Well this final thought wasn’t too short, but there you go.

 

     

 

 

Friday, 26 July 2019

GODS NEW BULBS AND FEATHER DUSTER BY FIONA CUMMINGS


Good day Bloggets. Gosh it’s been beautifully boiling hot here. But during the nights have been impossible. Not too many people in the UK have air conditioning. A, it’s expensive B, there really isn’t enough heat to justify and C, we are all getting environmentally friendly now! so, I have been breathing through open windows which provide no air and a fan that eventually gives off hot air as it projects the air in the room!

 

It’s been after four each morning before I have managed to sleep and that is pure exhaustion. But last night/this morning was different.

 

We went out with our friends. Well we drove the same amount of time but it wasn’t until we got there, I opened the car door when I realised, we weren’t at our lovely regular pub. Sounds I heard were loads of children. Never we hear that at our normal lovely country pub. But I guess its school summer holidays, so may be? Not as much traffic. Our pub is really noisy of traffic. Open spaces only people who are blind will know what that means. The air has an open feel rather than muffled if the building is far away. This was an open sound and our normal pub has loads of buildings close together so getting out of the car there, I hear the building. This place we didn’t. so, I asked, where are we? Oh my…. well I was delighted we sat outside as it was boiling hot as I said. I was told we were at a new pub, new to us. Oh gosh, it was not nice. Full of men not like our other pub where they are sophisticated business normally men and snooty couples. These guys were rough…. Their kids were out of control. Wild. Hub and I just kept saying how we wouldn’t allow our children to be like that. Haha. Oh, we are such kill joys. Well this person, I think lady came out and growled what did we want to eat? Em, nothing? But our friends decided to eat there. Going by her voice, I was put off even if I wanted something to eat. She sounded like she had smoked from the back of her throat for the past seventy three and a half years.

 

  Well friends ate, they said it was nice. I had my normal lime and lemon aid. And bag of salted nuts. They were safe, they were in a sealed bag….

 

There must have been fifteen men and their small children. This was nine at night. Children don’t have bedtimes obviously.

 

We decided to leave there. In the car, my friend told me they were all soldiers as we were near the barracks. But you know, bless them, they never once swore. I think our friends weren’t too impressed because of a visual thing rather than audio. For me it was the children that were wild. And playing in the car park where cars were pulling in and out.

 

We drove to another village. This pub sounded nice. Well the garden was lovely. Really comfortable seats. The air by now was warm and blowing as if we were in Spain. Just perfect. Another lime and lemon, I’m such a party animal, and a lovely night was had, but boy, that place was really expensive. The pub apparently was quite simple inside. It gave the audio impression like a pub in Spain those kinds you pass by on your way home it seemed to be open inside to the outside you could hear the voices just like you do when passing a taverna. The distant clinking of glasses the voices that sounded like they were coming from a tent… no cars though only the night birds. The moon and the peace. It was lovely.

 

We came home and our friends ended up in our back garden. We had a lovely night that went on to half past midnight. Hub and I enjoyed the night but the funny thing was, we have decided to throw away our corkscrew as Hub battled with it for the last time to open a bottle. It was really funny to watch him. He was grumbling away. Haha. I provided the snacks, ten minutes later, I shouted from our yard, love, our snacks are almost gone and we haven’t drank yet? I expect the extremities that were mumbled under the Hubsters breath weren’t very nice…

 

It was a lovely night though and Hub and I spoke until after one then he said he was going to sleep outside… I told him the mice and night time creepy crawlies would get him. He said he wasn’t bothered it was too hot. Oh, I had a plan, I would wait until he fell a sleep and take outside my feather duster and tickle his face ever so gently. He would poop himself…. Then I had another thought, how the heckers would I find his face without feeling for it then waking him up depleting the purpose of scaring him with the feather duster…. It would be like closing the gate after the horse got out!

 

It was after half five this morning before I got to sleep. Far too hot but tonight is back to normal and tomorrow rain and cooler, so we have had our three days of summer, this is the thing we are getting extreme weather conditions. From freezing to boiling, no in between. And the other night we had a really bad storm of thunder and lightning and, hailstones. They were like bullets coming from the sky. For those who have sight, apparently the sky was lit up like a real light show. New bulbs for Gods home may be?

 

 

 

 

Wednesday, 24 July 2019

DRIFT AWAY BY FIONA CUMMINGS


DRIFT AWAY

BY FIONA CUMMINGS

Drift away

On a boat made for two

Making memories long overdue

It’s a beautiful day

With a wonderful view

A basket of treats

We will stop and eat

Near the lily’s and long grass

With its bluebell path

Racing with the ducks and swans

This is where we belong

Life couldn’t be better

Passing the purple heather

And birds singing their song

We need to find more time together

Life rushes by

And get’s in the way of living

Let’s make a promise and try

No matter what the weather

To take time out for us

No need to fuss

I could be in an empty room without a view

As long as I’m with you

This old boat has been in our family for years

Seen laughter and tears

Hugged and protected us from fears

Introduced us to the elements

Taught us what is relevant

Time out for two

Just me and you

Under the sky so blue

 

© Fiona Cummings

 

FEET ON THE GROUND #PoetryByFionaCumming


FEET ON THE GROUND

BY FIONA CUMMINGS

 

A heart full of love

Is blessed from above

A soul without pain

Is a winner in this game

We call it life

Reality

It can cut like a knife

Insanity

Where you have a lost mind

Joy you just can’t find

You are running out of time

But some have it easy

No bother at all

They can afford to be choosy

Walk so tall

They never seem to fall

In the winters of living

They wear a golden shawl

Life is full of giving

Their gifts are constant

Coins are frequent

No problems at all

They are loved so much

By an angel they have been touched

If only they knew

How lucky they are

Their sky is always blue

They are guided by a silver star

Someone, something from a far

Is watching over them

A broken heart is something they have heard of

But that agony is for others

They are protected by white feathers

They tell people to pull themselves together

What would they know?

What it’s like to be low?

To feel despair

To have no one who cares

To battle through life

Everything nice

Seems to pass them by

Tears they cry

Are never seen by us

They don’t cause a fuss

Just carry on living

Giving

To those who have it all

To those who run

Whilst they crawl

If you are happy in your perfect world

Your path is made from gold

You always have a hand to hold

Remember those who’s souls you have sold

Those who are always cold

Hurting

So undeserving

Next time you pass those people

Walk by their side

Wipe away tears they cry

Look through their eyes

Listen to their sounds

Keep your feet on the ground

 

© Fiona Cummings

 

Tuesday, 23 July 2019

HOT STUFF BY FIONA CUMMINGS


It’s boiling I went out with Waggatail before it got too hot and to be honest most of the walk was shaded either by trees, a tall wall or the overhang of the shops. I’m in the shade now in my garden but I have left her in the coolest room of the house with the fan on and windows open as she won’t lay still next to me she wonders off when she is off her lead and lays in the sun, not good when our back garden is all slabs and 90 per cent of it is in the sun. Hub working from home so the Little Fella is with her and they have their toys if they can be bothered to play though I think she will sleep most of the afternoon now. I suggested to Hub he should work outside at the garden table but he said he needs a good internet connection so he’s indoors. Oh, I can’t stand being in when it’s beautiful like this as we spend enough time hiding from the cold, rain and so on. I’m making the most of the free vitamin D. gosh, thank God for our sun. what is keeping that up there and why hasn’t it fell to earth yet?

 

The other day a woman wrote to me saying something that made me smile. She wanted to know why I ask questions but don’t answer them then said I suggested something that was my opinion and she wanted to make up her own mind thank you. Haha. Well first I don’t always ask a question and give an answer. I like to give you food for thought and wonder what you think, secondly, I don’t have all the answers and even if I think I know something what is right to me, isn’t always right to others. But the best thing, she told me off for not describing who my Waggatail was? Hehehehe. Well I don’t think my readers are so stupid to think I may harness up and take bags and treats for my pet chicken, do you?

 

Most of my readers thankfully have been readers for years. Some are new but again, thankfully bless you, you come back so, you will soon learn who Waggatail is. For that person, she is a DOG! Hence her wagging tail. Hence, she guides me. And hence she gives me paws, plays with her toys, loves to chase balls on the field hence she has her free run once a week at least and hence she has days when her and I get tested to see if our partnership is still working. Not to say anything about the times when I have said how well she guides me and going back some years what it was like when I first started training with her, oh, and then I have also written about when she goes into restaurants with me and lays under the table, again, I doubt a pet chicken would do that so well.

 Bless her I hope she comes back to read an exclamation of my Waggatail and understand why I don’t have answers to what she wants to learn about.

 

Thank you for your response to my blog yesterday about judgement. I was asked to write about it and to be honest, I wasn’t sure any of it made sense but apparently you read and took in what I said. I hope I managed to answer your questions.

 

Well India are heading to the moon. Again, why? I wish we would just leave what has nothing to do with us alone I mean China or Japan, again I can’t remember what country, are to bring, or have brought huge amounts of rock from space. Who knows what is on those rocks could be something that will wipe out all humanity, some would say not a bad thing! As long as we leave the animals. Oh, and all the people who care for animals, but I guess that is humans. There are some really great people left on earth, just we have to search for them. Personally, I do know some really lovely people but I get messages and emails from people who really are at the end of their tether with people. If you are fortunate to find a good person, hang onto them if you can.

 

But we are not happy enough to dig into the earth to rob it, the ocean and so on, now we are to dig on other planets. Pull down the rocks, the clouds and who knows, the sun then may crash to earth, then we really will be done for.

 

I was reading something funny literally funny today; people think jokes are funnier when the audience laughter is genuine…. you don’t say…. I guess it’s genuine laughter, when it is, funnier…. I agree though, jokes aside. I hate canned laughter.  But I just thought the way in which the report was written, someone somewhere has done a study on that, what a waste of money….

 

Something else I was reading where the heading was something like can we inherit trauma from our ancestor? I say yes, God help my Grand kids then…. My biological father had two daughters after me. They have had a totally different life to me and are continuing to have so. Though I have never met my sisters, I have learned that we have so much in common. That is genetics, I guess. So, I would guess I have inherited trauma from my past though it could be on my biological mothers’ side as I think my sisters are pretty relaxed and chilled out in their busy lovely lives. My life has been full of trauma pain and mystery. Mingling with famous people so much TV and media attention but I would swap a life of normality any day for the life I have had. My life has been one enormous challenge and Hub and I have a heck of a challenge over the next half year to face, I feel this time next year, my life will be totally different to what it is now, but in a good way? Not sure about that, but totally different, that is if our plan works, or I should say, if Hubs plan works…

 

Scientists have discovered that chimpanzees grow closer when they watch a movie together. Oh, I want one of those…. I adore them. My Husband is so lucky as he has been to the beautiful South Africa so many times, I envy him.

 

Orangutans apparently are showing a new form of communication. It’s said that the parents of the baby orangutans scratch to get the babies attention something that has not been done before, really? Or have we just not noticed it in the past, but they say it’s new and hasn’t been done before… I wonder what has made them start to do that?

 

The cost of solar power has dropped by 76% since 2012. I wish every new house would be built with it in the roofs.

 

Well I’m starting to burn now as our sun has come to see me now so, no longer am I in the shade. Oh, I have to start to think about what to cook for dinner, it’s too hot to cook and I think if we see another salad, we will go off it for life. we have eaten salads for weeks as the produce has been stunning this year, same as soft fruits have been lovely. Parts of the world are having problems with bananas. There is a fungous sadly attacking banana plantations. Do you know that the banana used to be the most popular fruit but apparently not now, people are not buying them? Shame as they are so versatile and great for vitamin B12. If you read about B12, it’s so important for us. You also get this vitamin in carrots. Be safe and breathe deeply taking in what our earth has to offer us. Laters Gators.

  

Monday, 22 July 2019

DIARY OF BEING JUDGEMENTAL BY FIONA CUMMINGS


Hello Bloggets. A lovely reader has asked me to write about the subject that I am ending my blog on today, so, that to come!

 

Right now, I’m sitting in my back garden. It’s the strangest day with regards to the weather. It’s meant to get to end 20’s in temperature today, and it is really warm. But it’s so very windy. And seems to be dull. I’m sitting here at my table in our garden and the wind is quite boisterous. My hair is blowing everywhere all over my face, it’s a good job I don’t need to see to type. It’s like a storm brewing.  But the heat in the wind is really odd. I almost love it. I love the difference in how it feels. Normally when it’s hot, it’s really warm sometimes uncomfortable but this breeze is so refreshing in a really odd way. I say odd because it feels as if we are on another planet. This doesn’t feel like any other summer day I have experienced in England!

 

The birds that are normally muffled by the traffic are silenced. Of course, the traffic isn’t. unfortunately. It will be weird to think in a few years’ time, what our busy road will sound like once the cars are electric? Hub wants to look at another house soon, only because of the road outside our back garden. But what if we move and the road becomes silenced?  I must say yesterday when we were sitting in our garden, we couldn’t hardly hear each other talk it was that bad. On a Sunday? But we raised our voices and did manage to have some lovely conversations.

 

The fragrances in my garden are so nice the roses my Mum in law planted for us are delightfully in bloom. They have a sweet smell and there is another shrub that smells of pepper but in a nice way. And there are shrubs that smell of lemon. My lavender hasn’t come out this year but it may be too early for it. What would I know, I’m so far from gardener friendly? Well, I am friends with gardeners, but I’m not the gardens friend as I am totally useless when it comes to slugs, worms, spiders and wasps. Oh, sorry, apple trees, shrubs and beautiful flowers….

 

Though my in door plants are coming on so well. Mind you, my tomato plants should run in competitions. No, not run away, but run to the finish line for best well, em, height? Regards to tomatoes well, let’s say, thank goodness for grocery stores!

 

And now onto the subject I have been asked to write about by my lovely lady from America. Judgement. Not in the biblical way, but in life today. What is judgement? And are you judgemental? If you are then do you mind when others are being judgemental towards you? Are there any people who have never or are not judgemental? Surely everyone is to a certain extent? Isn’t being judgmental just having an opinion? As long as you are not nasty about it or what I call snooty. I know of people who forget their roots and look down at people just because they can’t afford things but those people who look down towards others, should remember when they were in that situation.

 

When we make judgements towards others that is in a negative way that have consequences that will make other people feel really sad, low or make them lack in confidence. That isn’t a good way to be judgemental, or, are there no ways to put the words good and judgemental together?

 

I judge people who take drugs. I try to have an open mind and ask why they got into that situation, but in most cases I try to avoid those people, but I do have friends who are so lovely, who I care about, who do dabble. I have had to put their habits to the back of my mind as to lose them as a friend would be a negative thing, but if I knew they used drugs before I got to know them, I would have ran, avoided them. I judge people who swear in every situation no matter who is there to listen. I class them as uneducated. To swear among friends who share the language, fine, but to swear in front of children or respectable people who obviously don’t swear, well that to me is just ignorant and bad manners. I feel if you don’t know how to talk without using bad words, then you are not clever enough for me to spend time chatting to you. So, I’m judgemental, but rather than cause a fuss, I will just walk away or blank their words and make up my own opinion.

 

 If you were talking to a fifteen-year-old who confided in you they had lost their virginity to a much older person, personally I wouldn’t want to scare them away. If they have been braved enough if they have trusted me enough to confide in me, then I wouldn’t want to scare them away, so, how would I handle that situation? What words would I use and try to avoid?

“It seems your impulsivity may have got the better of you, do you think a part of you will regret that later?”” that is kind of letting that person know that you personally don’t agree with what they did. So, how could we put this in a better way?

“And how did that make you feel?”” and then you have to be ready for the answer. Be prepared to be shocked and then not to move your face…. that is the tough task not showing any emotion. Oh, my reminds me of when I studied, we were put in situations where by we were in a room with other students. I was told things that repulsed me. But my face had to remain still. Sadly, I can’t do that with my Son, the slightest movement of my eyes or mouth, can let him into my mind. Or could that be we are so close he reads me? For those who are blind, how do we know about facial expressions? How do we learn them? It’s very easy for a person who has never had sight to look so sad. Because we know what faces look like, to quotes look normal, people who have or had, sight, act without realising. Because I guess we don’t want to be judged.

 

At a basic semantic level, making judgements is being judgemental! How do we know how to make constructive as opposed to problematic judgements?

 

The empathy dynamic approach to each personality, is important. It’s crucial you know where they are coming from, their perspective, history and experiences that went into their current situation. We are told to judge the sin, and not the sinner. Gosh, for me this is difficult. I admire those who can do that, but to create a sin, you have to be a sinner and to be a sinner, surely that makes you them, a bad person? To be sinful isn’t a good feature. And to say not to blame the sinner is to me an impossible act. It’s like a car that crashes into someone and kills them, of course the car was the reason that person died but it was the driver who directed the car. It is the sinner who directs the act of the sin!

 

I was also asked are people who are blind able to be judgemental? Well I think I have answered that one and are we as people who are blind judged? Gosh yes. We are judged by everyone. Family friends well, who we thought and think are friends, not true friends. Colleagues and strangers.   

 

How do we as people without vision judge? We can’t see people. But we hear them. We learn of their lifestyle. We can’t see what they area wearing or their hairstyle but somehow, we feel what they wear, their shoes, as they pass us their long hair or not so long hair may touch our arm for example. What perfume aftershave they wear and always there are sighted people who will tell us what people look like and for those who have never been able to see, we judge others words descriptions of others by the language we know. But words don’t paint visual pictures to people who have never had sight, but our brains know negative words.

 

To live in a world where people who judge in a negative way don’t exist well in a way that hurt others, would be lovely. Sometimes to judge is to have an opinion. But sometimes we need to keep our judgements to ourselves, I think. But there again, wouldn’t life be boring if we were all sweetness and light?

 

For me personally, I love and I’m kind to those who deserve it. I would do anything for those good people. So, am I judgemental? Heck, yes.