Somewhere in a haze of fever
I thought I was in cyberspace once more,
full of ideas for new blogs and images,
ready to absorb – waiting.
In reality, I was involved in my own fiction,
dreaming but not dreaming,
hot, then cold, then dizzy and
back in space again –drifting.
It might have been the flu or some other
unknown virus
taking its toll on creativity
but with its own kind of joy in recovery.
I am emerging from that semi-transparent, sometimes
murky place of seemingly endless illness,
appetite for life returning,
appetite for food returning,
and I don’t think I’ve lost a pound!
Virginia Views 