Audio reading: https://soundcloud.com/tomalexwrite/renee-by-a-thread
Down the corridor, comes a scream
Was it physical pain
or the horror of finally learning
the way this game is turning
They took your clothes
gave you a gown
there was nothing to do but lay right down
Now, the machine breathes
hung by a thread and leaving soon
Faint flashes behind tired eyelids
Tuesday 5th May 2020 4:53 pm
All remember and do not forget
Those to whom we owe our greatest debt.
They help us when we are in distress;
It is all of those who work for the NHS.
Around the clock they are always there,
And all this time they surely care.
Though it is something that we just expect
From those who deserve more respect.
Each worker endlessly strives
To cure and save all of our lives.
Friday 27th March 2020 3:57 pm
Time stretched as she faded;
Lengthened, folded in on time
Extended, never ended.
Eternity must have seemed
An earthly hell
Peopled intermittently by friends:
A nightmare dream of pain and daemons
What superhuman will
Kept her through those summer months
What need, desire or wish
Held death's sad end at bay?
In the end, fading faded
Light left, sy...
Thursday 3rd August 2017 9:42 am
The sky in front of me is pink, as I drive home‚
there will be a frost tonight.
Beneath it the brackened hills lie pinkly rust
And trees stand starkly laced in contrast
I see every distant twig defined, sharp against the pearlescent sky.
Not much later, I sit over tea and look west
to where the sky is left creamily gold.
Above, the darkling blue is split by a fading pink ...
Monday 20th March 2017 2:46 pm
Friday 16th May 2014 1:54 am
i.) up the stairs
red scarves and tight skirts
loose slacks and grey shirts
my how the landscape has changed
I can’t say that I love to be dipped into this pot of pretty
where the lipstick liner queens supreme
and the coffee is brewed to mitigate the colostomy wretch
so I try a yellowed paper backed beat
but it held nothing to the shoebox diorama
of national care
Tuesday 25th March 2014 7:53 pm