Surreal stabbing pain
my Uterus is bothering me again.
Endometriosis rears it’s ugly head.
I feel a cramping sharpened stabbing feeling
in my abdomen back and thighs.
and the monthly agony of bleeding is back,
There are no words for this type of pain except for
overwhelming…..surreal stabbing pain
my uterus is bothering me again.
I am giving away free ebooks of my poetry and artwork starting tomorrow 2/7/19.
“Once I was the Rain.” by Emily Sturgill is a collection of poetry available for free from 2/7/19-2/11/19. During that same time frame “Don’t make me bleed-confessions of a uterus in pain.” will also be available. It is raw and dark poetry about my personal experiences with Stage IV Endometriosis. The third ebook available is “Don’t cry me a River of Crocodile Tears.”by Emily Sturgill. It is free from 2/14/19-2/18/19. The following week a fourth ebook will be free called “Yesterday’s Flowers and other things.” by Emily Sturgill. Free to download from 2/21/19-2/25/19.
I am also offering a free download of my personal battle with bipolar disorder. It’s called,”Memoirs recalled Madness.” It will be free to download off kindle from 2/28/19-3/4/19. During that same time frame a collection of poems called.”Mythology seen through metaphor.”by Emily Sturgill will also be free.
Lastly the first week of March two volumes of poetry will be free from kindle. “In love with a word. Poetry.” by Emily Sturgill and “Spirals of Song and other poems.” These are free 3/3/19-3/7/19.
As always you can download any and all of these titles on my Authors page on Amazon.com. That link is here https://www.amazon.com/Emily-Sturgill/e/B00B1GC5LY
2-6-19
Winter brings icy frosted
daydreams of Spring
as I hunger for warmth
I am surrounded by dense frozen cold.
Winter brings harsh cold and blue colored sadness.
I’m living in a Detroit suburb but my heart’s in Florida.
where my older sister and my father live….
not my entire heart though simply pieces of it.
The rest of my heart lives here in Michigan with my husband
and our family….but these cold temps, harsh cold and blue colored sadness….
it brings a sort of fleeting depressed madness.
as I hunger for warmth
I am surrounded by dense frozen cold.
Winter brings icy frosted
daydreams of Spring.
