By the Stroke of My Hand: Poems by a Stroke Survivor and Natural Wordsmith

By Thomas Clelland

Within these pages of this little book you find a small collection of Thomas favorite poems. Thomas had a stroke in 0202 resulting in numbness down the whole of the left side of his body and often falls as not able feel the ground beneath his feet. He is still not fully steady on his feet but still ventures out into the community. Thomas’s secret to staying hopeful is to never give in when your chips are down! After the stroke he became more interested in painting pictures of his local area, bringing his poetry alive. Thomas’s poetry takes the reader on a journey where there is only fun, laughter and reflective moments of stillness and pause sprinkled with a little star dust. Pure magic!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris UK
• Release date: Mar 31, 2022
• ISBN: 9781664116153

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By the Stroke

of My Hand

Poems by a Stroke Survivor

and Natural Wordsmith

Thomas Clelland

Copyright © 2022 by Thomas Clelland.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

All illustrations have been created by Thomas Clelland.

Rev. date: 03/15/2022

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Contents

Acknowledgement

Introduction by Thomas Clelland

The Stroke

Strange Land

The Little Man

Invisible Leaves

The Messenger

Blind Ambition

The Mirror

Writer’s block

Clouds

Without Love

The Fool

I am a silent face

I’m looking for Mr Right

Do you see my love

There’s a window

I should have spent more time

My dog ran away with my breakfast

People are like drops of rain

Consequence and circumstance

A place called youth

Illusion and Confusion

Does reality cause dreams

Did you lose something on the way?

What is it all about?

I had a dream of Charlie

Don’t fall in love with the Barmaid

Death walks among Us

An alien

Look at every sunset

Eyes that dance

There’s a tiger

Dust Is the Key

There are some that will

Let’s all return to smaller days

Wintertime is here

Where was I before I said I was

Welcome Home

I have dedicated my book to all stroke

survivors and their carers.

Acknowledgement

I would like to acknowledge Susan O Evans, a North London Hospice Compassionate Neighbour. She saw the vision of creating a book of my poems and without her support you would not be reading this book right now.

True Patience

Been in hospital many times and they say that we are the patients

But the real meaning of the patients

Are the gallant band who have the patience day and night within and without a fuss

Always smiling and having the patience to look after those who need it most

Sometimes without thanks sometimes with thanks

But the real meaning of patients are the patient people who look after us day and night

Without them we would be in a terrible plight

So thank you for all of you doctors nurses

And all the others who have the patience to see it through

So the real meaning of patients are the ones

Who always have the patience with us without a fuss

Introduction by Thomas Clelland

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