Thread: Just in Case I Can't Come Back (Language Warning)

Just in case I can't come back
'cause shit happens everyday,
I want you all to be aware
when my life grew dim, you lit my way.

The beacons of your pieces
guided me through gloom
and your verses kept me company
in my dungeon of a room.

You paroled my mind from prison
comprised of flesh and blood,
whether to bask in brilliant sunshine
or get dragged though filthy mud.

I enjoyed each trip immensely,
although gruesome I much prefer.
A life of beauty would bore me,
have to have my occasional burr.

You took time to read my efforts,
sometimes rants disguised as poems,
yet you all indulged me
and made this place my home.

The kindness of your words,
raised me from the dead.
There is no better medicine
than an ego that's well fed.

So thank you one and all
for allowing me a place
to keep my sanity intact
when it was tenuous as lace.

Should this be the last
piece I ever write,
please gaze up to the heavens
in the dark of night.

I'll be the loudest twinkle
boldly babbling in ebony sky,
because my fucking verbosity
will still plague me if I die.

I love and appreciate the sentiment, but don't you dare even think of leaving us! If you've gotten love and support here, it's because you've given it in bucketfulls. I speak from personal experience.

This one made me laugh out loud! Pure Lisa.

I'll be the loudest twinkle
boldly babbling in ebony sky,
because my fucking verbosity
will still plague me if I die.

You are going nowhere exept your rightful place right here! I insist and when I insist the heavens listen!

You took time to read my efforts,
sometimes rants disguised as poems,
yet you all indulged me
and made this place my home

I really like this stanza. And you do that so well. Love you, Laurie ~

Don't go anywhere, Lisa. You're my inspiration, too.

As you say:

The kindness of your words,
raised me from the dead.
There is no better medicine
than an ego that's well fed.

I need the kindness of your words for my fragile ego, too.

Cindy

My dear ladies, as there is a chance the site will be down tomorrow, which will be my last day home, providing this stupid cold doesn't postpone the surgery, I figure I better do this now just in case I can't get on tomorrow. Everything else that needs tidying up will have to wait. I had no fear of not returning until Creepy Doctor E stood in front of me counting off complications on his fingers, pulmonary embolism, stroke, sepsis, respiratory failure under sedation because of my asthma, nice guy, huh? Anyhow, I've survived worse, but just in case something happens, I wanted the take the opportunity to thank everyone here for having me, teaching me, and for all the support I've received throughout my ordeal. Without relaying that thank you, I would have had to haunt the site in the event of a poor outcome. With my warped sense of humor, who knows what I'm capable of. Rob has enough to do without having to hire one of those paranormal teams to get Lisa out of Writing Forums. Stubborn as I am, that would be an interesting battle. lol. It was easier to write a piece than to send out a ton of PMs. I truly am grateful for this wonderful place and the wonderful people here. Crap does happen everyday, and with my track record of disaster striking, it was better to be safe than sorry.

Dear Cindy, So happy for that laugh, but that stanza is true, just look at this reply. I would never intentionally leave here, but sometimes we don't always get what we want. We are decent people here who share a lot more than our pretty words parading across a page, whatever I gave out, I received back tenfold, I assure you.


Dear Laurie, Next time you're insisting to the heavens, get me a new body, and a Mercedes to show if off in. I agree, ranting is something I do well, you should know. Love you too, you already know that. Keep sending those positive vibes my way.


Dear Cindy, What beautiful sentiments, love, thank you so much. Teary here. I know a little of what you've endured and you are also an inspiration to me. You've got a great handle on that meter now, love, and I am not catering to a fragile ego in saying so.


Thanks again, girlfriends, this piece was important to me, without this place, I would not be writing at all and it's the writing that saved my sanity when things were darkest. If the site is working, we'll speak tomorrow, if not, I'll see you or rather read you, soon. Do my best to smuggle a message out from the hospital. Please be well, my loves.

Warmest,
Lisa

Hi Lisa,

I'm a newbie and you've already given me a great deal of support and advice. You can't go anywhere just yet otherwise I'll be a newbie for the rest of my life. And I'm planning to have a very long one. Stay strong and to quote an old saying "don't let the bastards grind you down". Love and best wishes from us all.

Ralph.

Lisa, I just don't want to go there. If I could hug you and hold you, I would. You are fun, silly and a bright, but dark star all rolled into one big sky.

love from a friend
Sondra

I am so sorry, guys, normally I would never bump three of my own in a row and neglect everyone else. Matt had to reboot the computer to fix it and I was without it until this morning. I had to make sure I thanked everyone for their replies before I leave "just in case".


Dear Ralph, Since you put it that way, I'll be sure to be back. We all start as newbies, love, others helped me greatly, I like to pass the gifts they gave me along. If I was of any help at all, I am grateful for the opportunity. Truly appreciate your well wishes and for the record, bastards run the other way when they see me coming. My best to both you and Anita.


Dearest Sondra, I am both honored and very moved by your touching words. No, let's not go there, all will be well. It is a distinct pleasure to have you as a friend, my fellow lady of darkness, you've grown on me like fungus, which is a great compliment in our realm. Love to you, also.


Okay, guys, I'll be back as soon as possible, looking like one of Dr. Frankenstein's castoffs deemed unworthy once the foraging began, but that's okay. Please know that the awesome support you so graciously supplied really did make a big difference in how I handled. May God bless and keep you all.


Warmest,
Lisa

You give us too much credit, my dear, and save none for yourself. You're a blessing to us, Lisa, both as poet and friend. Come back to us soon.

J

Hey Guys , I'm home. Despite repeated attempts to murder me, it seems the incompetent are even incompetent at being incompetent. Ugh, such awful repetition. Too crappy to say too much. Ya'll should take up a collection for Doctor E for finally figuring out a way to shut me up. Unfortunately, I'm stuck with Guts Gone Wild for life. My tissues have been so literally obliterated by infections and scarring, there's isn't sufficient tissue left to sustain a successful mesh graft. I could have insisted on the installation, but a celestial scoop in pre-op convinced me it would be a disastrous failure, which was already told to me, but sometimes you need to hear things from a Higher Authority.

On the upside, one hernia was repaired, the other two joined so as not to strangle, adhesions were removed, and I got my belly button back, or something close to it. I looked like an alien freak without it, so that made me happy. My incision is only 8 inches as opposed to 12 and I only have 17 staples this time, yay!

I was upset at the prospect of looking a few months pregnant for the rest of my life, but it is what it is and being made aware of the awful damage done by disease has made me all the more grateful for God's gracious favor in keeping me alive. That said, I shan't burden you with my gut woes any further, but please know, that you've steadfastly stood by me is a great gift that will never be equaled. Thank you with all my heart.


Dearest Jeff, Again, you sweep your own troubles aside to lessen my load. I am but a reflection, I merely mirror what is shown to me. Obviously, there is some serious beauty to be found here. On the flip side, show me nasty, and I can duplicate that just as precisely. Thank you, love.


I'll be lurking, but will be quiet until I can skip doses of these mega meds, I've put off a dose to write this and am paying for it dearly. I got here late last evening, but they pumped me so full of morphine before I left, I was fairly drooling and incapacitated in the mental awareness department. I see there are a great many new pieces, so I have something to look forward to. But for now, it's back to LaLa Land for Lisa, I really miss you guys.

Blessings all around to some very wonderful people.

Warmest,
Lisa