Some of you may have seen this before, although I have been editing it a bit. Some of us cycle quite often and stability is a hard concept for us to imabine. This poem is dedicated to them...... I have been stable for quite a long period for me...several weeks..and am just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Michele

Who We Are

To the Rapid Cyclers

Some of us are wide awake
and gladly greet the day,
Others pull the curtains tight
and damn the light away.

We must pursue an altered path
from those of stability;
Our moods are charged with many
bursts of manic-ability.

Great leaps of ebullience
we've often great zest for the game
Only to be followed by
hellish descents to mental pain.

We always feel more acutely.
It's not a figment of our mind.
Our mood’s take charge completely.
And the episodes unwind.

Now, a grandiose feeling!
It's a blast from the past.
Then down with sudden distress
from bad news that's forecast.

One minute we're elated and glad.
The next we're gut-wrenching mad.
Tread on down the path til we're sad.
It's a fate that's exceedingly bad

Why is it we can't plan this
riotous mood switching?
These roller coaster rides
leave us trembling and twitching.

Finally we fall back to a state of stability
Our mood levels off to a happy even keel.
But do not acquire a false sense of normalcy.
Only the mood swings are real!

Do not be fooled, stability does not last for long!


November 2004