The Big C

Memorial Poetry, Sad Poetry, , ,

Not Christmas, cancer

That god awful disease,

Sucking the life blood from loved ones.

 

For some it has taken it all,

Others still bravely fighting on,

Weakened but in no way defeated.

 

Loved ones slowly tortured,

Watched by worrying relations,

Wondering if or when.

 

It’s time now to find a way,

To discover the cure,

To eradicate this abhorrent affliction.

Cyclone of The Sea (July 2017)

Inspirational Poetry, Nature poetry


The vortex is a tempestuous cyclone,

Tearing maniacally through turbulent water,

A spinning ball of lustrous mercury,

Full of fish as fast as supercars,

Racing round the infamous Nurburgring.

Tiny, silver, phosphorescent
moonbeams glitter in the waves,

Darting through the H20 like speeding bullets,

Schools of opalescent stream-lined fish,

Writhing in ocean as blue as precious perfect topaz.

You, Only You

Love Poetry,

You still me,
You remind me to breathe,
You are my peace.

You console me,
You wipe away my tears,
You are my calm.

You infuriate me,
You make my anger love,
You are my fire.

You stroke me,
You ignite me with your touch,
You are my desire.

You tease me,
You make me laugh and cry,
You are my everything.

You lift me,
You make me thankful,
You are my world.

You love me,
You make me love you too,
You are my soul, my life, my love.