Author Archives: Chris The Story Reading Ape

About Chris The Story Reading Ape

I am what my name states, an ape of the primate species called Homo Sapiens Sapiens. My blog is intended to present New (to me) Authors, whose stories or books I have read and enjoyed, so that anyone who happens to stumble onto this blog, while searching for a book to read, or, a new (to them) author to try, may find what they seek, or, at least, inspiration. I have also made the blog an Author Promotions Enterprise to be a platform for authors to introduce themselves to potential readers and to provide advice and tips resources information they can use to improve and enhance their story telling efforts. Please be advised that I reserve the right to remove, or decline to publish, any comments that I deem inappropriate.

Juliette the Vet

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There was a young lady named Juliette

Who got a job as a vet.

A crocodile called Nile

Gave her a smile

As he ate that vet named Juliette.
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Hyacinths in a Hospital Garden

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I knelt and smelt

Hyacinths in the hospital garden.

Their scent

Was delicate and sweet.

The next time I went

To that self-same garden

Their scent

Had already been spent.

I grow much stronger,

Yet ponder

On a hospital garden

And scent

So soon spent.

Just Heels

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I know a young lady in heels

Who loves to swim with the seals.

Her name it is Rose

And she wears no clothes –

But she does keep on her heels!
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Twilight

Maddy’s Rich Sugar Daddy

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A beautiful young lady named Maddy

Is seeking a rich Sugar Daddy.

But I, being poor

Am dating Miss Moore,

Who is less attractive than Maddy!

The Same Old Way

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We go on in the same old way,

Until, one day,

We brush against the Reaper, who will say,

“Man’s day is brief

And must end in grief”.

Then he may smile

And pass by for a while.

But he will return one day

For we are clay.

Or we simply fall asleep

And fail to wake.

Sometimes friends and family weep.

But the Reaper takes

And never returns.

Therefore we should learn

To spend our days

In joyful play

For we know not

When or what.

The garden in Walton Neuro Centre.

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My room in Walton Neuro Centre overlooks this garden, which contains a tree/fountain memorialising those who have donated their organs that others might live. Also in the garden stands a bench which has a Shakespeare quote on it.

Remberence tree silver leaves have names of people who have donated organs

Plaque re the donation tree

Shakespeare plaque on the bench in the garden

In My Dreams

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In my dreams, it sometimes seems

That the owl calls to me.

I can not see

Where he may be.

Yet his voice is clear

And I hear him near

Calling to me.

He speaks to me

Of my mortality

Reminding me of Macbeth

And approaching death,

And yet he

Does not bother me,

For we all

Must, one day, fall.

Operation

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When I had the operation

There was no fear,

Just the knowledge of death, hovering near.

There was no particular anticipation

That I might die,

Merely the desire to get it done

Once and for all.

I did not fall

And the Reaper saluted me.

But I thought I heard him say,

“I will be back, one day

UPDATE: I spoke to the consultant this morning and he said that I might not require an additional aspiration, as the growth in my head was diminishing due to the antibiotics. Kevin.

An Explanation From Kevin Morris…

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A brief explanation of my absence and subsequent reappearance due to the kindness of Chris Graham (AKA) the Story Reading Ape.

During the last week of January, I became vague whilst shopping in Sainsburys supermarket. The member of staff who was helping me at the time was concerned, however, the vagueness passed and I continued to a restaurant where I met my friend Jeff.

During Wednesday evening (the last Wednesday in January), I became unwell and collapsed at home. I subsequently recovered and thought no more about it, that is until the first Sunday in February when I again collapsed whilst walking Appollo with a friend in South Norwood Lake park. An ambulance was called and I was taken to Mayday University hospital in Croydon, where I suffered a further seizure.

Having spent the night in Mayday, I was sent home with medication for epelesy. This did, I thought at the time seem to do the trick as I suffered no further seizures. My mum and her friend spent a few days with me then returned to Liverpool.

Having rested for a couple of days, I decided to go to visit my family in Liverpool. Soon after having arrived, I was once more subject to confusion and developed a weak right side.

To cut a long story short, I was admitted to Walton Neuro Unit where I underwent an emergency operation. I am pleased to report that I am no longer subject to confusion, and I have largely regained the movement in the right side of my body. I am so grateful to all of the staff in Walton Neuro Unit for their excellent care and compassion.

I am still undergoing tests in order to determine what, exactly happened. Basically, as a child, I developed a blood clot on the brain which the doctors believe allowed 2 bugs to enter my system. (They are looking to seal the hole which was left since I was 18-months-old)!

Chris Graham is now posting for me as I’m unable to access the dashboard on my blog due to some issue with the NHS’S WiFi, which is blocking my access.

I am extremely grateful to Chris for his kindness in posting on my behalf.