Looking Back

The Last Word

     I began this year with one goal: Write one poem a week for the entire year, using predetermined topics and genres, about different aspects of my life with this MesS, also called Multiple Sclerosis. I am not sure how seriously I can take these textbook examples of doggerel, but without further hesitation, here is the last.

So, now a year has come and gone.

This collection is almost done.

Poems for a year,

Giving me a clear

And sincere

Denouement.

-Josh Evitt, 2019-

New Month, New Poems

Clogyrnach

     So, for the final month, I have chosen the clogyrnach, a Welsh style adequately fits 'winding down'. So, here is the first of the last.

It has many different faces,

Arriving from different places:

Mind, body, or heart.

With a random start,

Like a dart,

Pain races.

Annoying Signs

Lhermitte's Sign/Phenomenon

Lhermitte's sign was one of the first symptoms that confirmed MS.

Bending my neck to look at my feet

Always brings a sensation not quite so sweet.

Electricity runs from my neck to my toes,

Tingling my my spine as it goes.

Oh, the 'joys' of Lhermitte!

-Josh Evitt 2019