Punam’s d’Verse Poetics Tuesday prompt is Looking back. This freestyle poem is a synopsis of my year.
Sandwich Filling (freestyle poem)
January starts with
an international bond offering
long workdays interspersed
with school collections
Dad, aka au pair, continues
in a rapid downward health spiral
until he reaches a bed bound state
culminating in a series of tests
during a three-day hospitalisation
pulmonary hypertension the diagnosis
untreatable as a condition but
continuous positive airway pressure machine
restores a level of normalcy
***
February, a month of conflict
with legal advisors and underwriters
everyone in my house
succumbs to the latest flu bug
lazily doing the rounds
and laying people low
birthday trip nearly ruined
but I gulp down pills
and try to make the most
of splendid leopard sightings
returning home to work chaos
and a very sick mother
***
March kicks off with Mom
on her fourth antibiotic
I leave my team to manage
bond closure best they can
and rush Mom to the ER
where she is admitted with
pneumonia and a fractured rib
fortune smiles and 24-hour delay
enables me to pick up work pieces
I can’t visit Mom as issuance must close
guilt wrestles relief as colleagues celebrate
***
Sinus operation in early April
much worse than expected
doctor drills a drainage hole
through bone and cartilage
recovery long and difficult
ten full days off work
yet sick leave far too short
I struggle to regain my strength
restorative trip to bush
fraught with unseasonal cold
but I got exceptional misty shots
***
May, a most unhappy month
fall out with work colleague
lack of appreciation soul destroying
I contemplate my future
while absorbing Buddist philosophies
on coping and disengaging
they don’t help me at all
is it time for me to retire?
I finish my buffalo painting
Perhaps I’ll have an exhibition
***
June passes in a flash
both sons writing mid-year exams
stress levels high at home
disillusionment with work increases
TC escapes it all, as usual
a week working in Cape Town
followed by two weeks in Amsterdam
as I hold the home together alone
he offers a holiday in London
and a few days in Brussels
as a peace offering
I take Michael with me
***
July is fabulous
London is vibrant and busy
we visit art galleries and pubs
tour of Flanders cemeteries
bucket item ticked off
horror of World War 1
mitigated by visit to Bruge
and chocolate tour in Brussels
we leave Europe to its summer
and return home to deep winter
***
August is a busy month
final school year dance
students decked out
in eveningwear and finery
champagne corks pop
celebration swings to examinations
preliminary exams followed by finals
days and days of anxiety and stress
24-hour art examination
Michael produces a masterpiece
***
work agitation settles down in September
for once promises made are kept
I feel more settled and happier
maybe I’ll last the further five years
my company is hoping for
I’m not committing though
hope always brings disappointment
Mom finally seems to be rallying
after six months of poor health
she’s so tiny and frail
I’m afraid she’ll disappear down drain
along with the bath water
perhaps I should make her shower
***
October filled with work challenges
another bloody bond issuance
my least favourite of all transactions
lots of lawyers and advisors
this one fraught with challenges
and a team new to these deals
coaching and training take on
a whole new meaning
both boys writing examinations
TC swans off to Japan
for two weeks of work and play
***
November, the heavens open
it rains day and night
the rain in Spain
takes up permanent residence
in South Africa
will the sun ever shine again?
the latest bond finally closes
on the last working day of the month
no rest for the wicked
as year-end rush commences
Michael has three visits to the hospital
and Dad has one
***
December arrives at last
with its promise of yearend shutdown
here I am, practically alone,
holding the fort and resolving
last minute catastrophes
the office shuts tomorrow
will it end, I wonder?
at least there is Christmas
something to look forward to
lots of good food and company
and a holiday to the bush
to watch the turtles hatching
watch this space!
CFFC
Dan’s CFFC prompt is Summer and Winter. You can join in CFFC here: https://nofacilities.com/2025/12/15/cffc-a-look-back-one-year/.
I’m combining CFFC with Thursday Doors this week. You can join in Thursday Doors here: https://nofacilities.com/2025/12/18/more-christmas-from-osv/
These are photographs of paintings by Vincent van Gogh taken by me at the van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam.
It is the amazing Rebecca Budd who inspired me to share my photographs of van Gogh’s paintings. You can find Rebecca in her Reading Room here: https://rebeccasreadingroom.ca/2025/12/16/jane-austen-at-250-emma-and-the-art-of-missteps/




The Flower Hour
I’ve been saving these red roses for Christmas. You can join in Terri’s The Flower Hour here: https://secondwindleisure.com/2025/12/16/the-flower-hour-11-last-chance-holiday-florals/
I was trying to be artistic with the sun on the raindrops.





























