Tonight I was going to talk about terror. Terror is so close to fear that if you want to read about it I will direct you to my post on fear found at https://irenewaters19.com/2014/04/07/4125/
Sometimes you just have to escape all the cacophony of emotions bubbling away inside and at times like those you need to have somewhere to escape to so I have decided to cheat a little and tell you about The cloud.
The Cloud
I have a cloud
Yes, my very own cloud
It has my name in brass
There it stands for all to see
Irene,
Yes it belongs to me
Cumulo Nimbus
Fluffy and white
A haven for me to escape to
A haven that is my birthright
None can visit
Unless I ask
I’m safe from all my foes
My cloud’s protective
My cloud’s selective
I’ll go to my cloud tonight
About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
I’m so glad you chose The Cloud over Terror, and wrote about your cloud so beautifully. Interesting that “the cloud” is now the storage for much of our personal thoughts and work.
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Thanks Noelle. The cloud was a much better subject for today. I hadn’t realised when I chose this theme how many negative emotions there are in an alphabetical sense. Cheers irene
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I love your cloud Irene, what a beautifully safe, quiet and peaceful place to retreat to… 🙂
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Thanks Sherri. Sometimes when I am flying and we are just above the clouds I have this urge to jump into their white fluffiness. I imagine it would be like falling into a huge downy duvet. Lucky the doors are locked because I know I’d just fall straight through. Cheers Irene 🙂
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Oh I know just what you mean Irene, I imagine exactly that too! If only it were true… hope your week is going well my friend 🙂
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I’m on a roll at the moment Sherri. Sometimes I just have to let go and let the brain relax – it always finds a way through. Hope it is working well for you also. Cheers Irene 🙂
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Good to hear that Irene..and yes sometimes we just have to let go to let that happen. I’m sort of on a roll, if you know what I mean… 🙂
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I’ll have a drink to that . Cheers 🙂
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🙂
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I can’t agree with you, though, Irene, re terror being so close to fear. I have experienced both, and they seem to me to be a long way apart. Still, it is only my opinion …
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That’s okay M-R. It would be a boring world if we all agreed on everything. I’m betting my bottom dollar that most will disagree with me on todays post when it gets there. ps and secretly I agree with you that terror has an added edge to it. Fear at the far right. Cheers Irene
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Hello that is a great post and it’s interesting to see how people manage different emotions and feelings and having a cloud seems to be a very good idea, one for me to think about.
Hello also from another a-z blogger x
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Thanks for visiting. Glad you enjoyed it. A good place to go . I enjoyed your ugly also. Cheers Irene
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🙂
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