Out on the balcony there basked
the nephew and the niece, both here
because they’d heard that it looked bad
and that the rellies would be sad
but medicine was out of tricks
an ancient heart would cease its ticks.
She felt a bit, well, let’s say rushed
and while the house was quiet, hushed
the doctor had now drawn the stuff
into the big syringe, ENOUGH!
He would have been a brutal killer
but murdering poor Esmae Miller
was not what doctors ought to do.
That’s what I think. How about you?
And found a job with G’man’s wife,went with her to her bed.Do not forget that the UKbreeds nasty strep. faecalis.It likes to visit, then to stayin noses with a malice.And causes sinusitis there,that does create much goo,which dribbles down, it isn’t fairto land on top of you.I would advise you take the jobof creamy dark…
He could not reach his centre backwith his long fingernails.He found a hammer and drove inten nails into a board,then scratched his midback with a grin.How strange, you say, good Lord!First time I saw a toad so odd,he morphed into a prince.I’ve trusted my Almighty Godin all these matters since.
the sight of flowers does surprise,their beauty, gentle to the eyestheir fragrance, lovely to the nosemuch poetry and welcome prosebut God made flowers, yes, indeedto give some beauty to each weed.The flower that you pick to keepcreates a wound so very deepand through the forest goes a sigha flower, plucked, will always cry.Please go to…
he imagined his lifeas a single edged knifewhen one day he was stopped by a scent.Inner sensors reported the newsto the brain, which was soaking up booze.Will you look at this thenit’s a definite TENand it looked at you silly recluse.It was sad but he walked to the Pubthus foregoing a cognizant rub.She was gone…
Wait for the poem to appearin local papers in December?‘If you still have a mother, Sir..’,then I could add some ‘thorny roses’,a ‘tiny bug that smiles for her’,‘a boy, in Lederhosen poses? ‘Yes, memories are never far,they do not ever fade or die,something has left a tiny scarand, like a hiccup, comes a sigh.A rosebush…
conditions that are terminalcannot be paid for by us all.’Yes, Terry, you will die too soon,the world around you does not care.It could be money or indifference,but I will never lie to you.It’s always money, it eats the soulthey make excuses, they give good reasons.You are a veggie Terry, truly,baptised by those who think they…
