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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
for you
hung by a thread and leaving soon

Faint flashes behind tired eyelids
recalled moments from a busy life;
the night before your wedding
barefoot kisses b...

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NHS Workers

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. 
So sure...

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Passing

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...

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On leaving a hospital room

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 ...

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Diner

The hospital waiting room
was also a diner.  I drank
a chocolate milkshake with another man
while you turned the floor red. 
Flowers bloomed from your blood. 
You picked them for me,
but I forgot them on the counter.

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whilst waiting

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

wher...

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