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Come Winter
When will it be that it’s my time to go?
I see all the signs in the air.
Must I wait through storms til there’s nothing but snow,
or is there a milder path there?
When I was young, I never spent time
nor took any thought just to sit by and think.
I guess there was no need when weather was fine,
but seasons have passed in a blink.
But somehow there’s comfort her...
Saturday 24th February 2024 7:44 pm
Waiting For The Last Ritual
The rain with its cosmic eyes
Keeps knocking at the windowpane
Trembling with each steps
With all her secrets in every drop, one by one.
The evening was waiting for the
Magical rituals....like secret manuscripts
For her readers. It was dark like prison cells.
Waiting in a row for the final sentence.
The room was empty with the silence
Of the graveyard, exce...
Wednesday 25th January 2023 1:27 pm
I didnt do it
That pain in your chest when your crying at night tears pure white
Show me the pain and insecurities you continue to shoulder
So i can come in like the rude friend that doesnt ask to come over
Knock shit over
Running in the dark until I fall off the worlds edge whose missing me anyway
I think about that everyday falling asleep waking up still in darkness
Trying to harness
...Saturday 4th September 2021 6:06 am
The Power of Poetry in Hospice Care
Poetry about Real People - The power of poetry in hospice care
There is a tension between the advance of medical science, that pursues its ability to fix and treat, and an acceptance of the natural order of death and how that may be experienced. Atul Gawande, a surgeon and health researcher, has reignited this debate with his book 'Being Mortal' (and also presented the 2014 Reith Lectures on B...
Saturday 16th February 2019 2:09 pm
AN UNFORTUNATE DEATH
AN UNFORTUNATE DEATH
Walking through the narrow foreign streets he stumbles upon a corpse,
it was only curiosity that made him stop but try telling that to the gendarme.
They beat him with sticks and locked him up, ignoring his innocent pleas.
He curses himself for not taking another street, now that he awaits to hang.
It’s just another unfortunate incident...
Tuesday 17th April 2012 11:44 am
THEN JUST AS NOW
THEN JUST AS NOW
And so I looked upon the holocaust after all those years and I see a world torn apart by madness.
Names of places like Auschwitz, Katyn Wood, Dresden and Hiroshima read like the list of the dead.
But that is what they are, sixty years after Mankind’s darkest hour.
Today there is a new war, on terrorism and tyranny, brush fire wars from one place to t...
Thursday 3rd November 2011 9:17 pm
£4.88
£4.88
Your body was found dead in your flat, three months gone and smelling like hell.
They came and took you away, to the morgue downtown, an unhappy place.
Clearing your flat they found £4.88, not much to show for a lonely death.
Always on your own, eternally in death. How sad no one will see you buried, a pauper’s death, the undertaker the only witness at this sol...
Monday 31st October 2011 1:32 pm
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