Coma Poems - Poems about Coma

Mama, I wish you’d understand I’m a man who can make a stand Understood in ways I couldn’t fathom I hurt myself due to feeling vibes of numb Going through trauma in mind Dealing with drama, left behind I have a coma of the past times I wish and pray you’d understand sometimes Without you, mama, I feel incomplete With you, mama, I get...

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Zen Tango Nothing could and should take command If you think you need the punishment Let love get the better you watch the light gun fire Ahoy deep in the skallow of Todd Your trip in the ethereal all murky with fog Surprise the laughter makes us a believer of something different Just fine like a good bottle of wine if...

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In the avalanche, I lost track of my guiding light. I fled my fireside. I had to evacuate my homestead. Driven far astray by frenetic frozen fright, I was just a cowardly racing rescuing airhead. The wounded wooden face of my brother lugged away by paramedics in a wheelchair. My tomb of sleep was my 3 am druthers. But I called...

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The doctor had a worried face. He asked me how I let it get this bad, and how I could be so stupid. I really can’t remember… I tried to tell him I was sorry, but I don’t think I could speak. He says I should sit. Sitting hurts my soul. He says I should lie down. Lying down is scary. Somehow I’m...

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Comma no coma, we just pause Silence enables bliss Fears and desires, suffering cause We contract, serpents hiss Slow dow hermit, slow down Wipe of ego borne frown In blissful rapture drown Feel love’s aroma Comma no coma 10-March-2023 Quietus ...

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The person stuck on that memorable throne, They are not too immune, Twitching with suspicions, A knife behind their back, Soon they will be by your side, A partner ready to behead, Constant checks, Lonely Medicine, The pool of influence, Followed by infection, The recovery time is raw, Developing more than before, The morale of their greatest actions, Only a fraction of their innocent mind....

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*Image of Vulnerability by The Conversation. Coma Endeavoring eyes opened to the nothingness ere it. Harkening labyrinths aches to the silence yond. Alone spoke I and loneliness echoed in faint whispers. There remains a trace of me airing silently the breath of belonging. Inspired: 2022 March 28 *7th Place* 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 4 ~~Mark Toney: Judged 2022 June 25 *1st Place* A BRIAN STRAND 1098 ~~Brian Strand: Judged 2022 March 30...

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vocation to bloom puzzled buds in dizziness ... spring smiles soothingly 20 February 2022...

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She thinks I’m in a coma. It’s time for her to be gone. She goes to the other room. Leaving my body behind....

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It was 1st July 2005 The day that changed my life An holiday car crash terror An experience of horror Quick dash to hospital port Put straight on life support My conscience was asleep I could hear but not see I could feel touch but not pain My husband tried in vane To wake me from my coma Holding my hand and shoulder...

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A Life Hit ThIt was a life hit, A one after the other: For first, there was the coma, And just the idea of it To struggle with, but then, Afterwards my eyesight smudged Spaces, altered them, imposed Textures, shapes and colors. This was diagnosed (A complication from my coma) As Charles Bonnet syndrome. Hmmm... Tough call for an artist — Already dealing with proliferative retinopathy, and its...

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Mattressed fall skies surround naked framed trees--the coming of old man winter...

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C: I journeyed long upon the way, e-mailed through your router hello "Henry", good to greet, I am in your computer I am between him and her, so I am gender neuter I am ten years landing along your northern equinox please, please do not delete, nor reject me out...

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Comatose and half dead Yet hearing every word they said. It couldn’t be worse for me or them. Expect my death, and pray-Amen....

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Coma As I spoke with loneliness it echoed its dreams in faint whispers a trace of me air silently breathe life in me. 2020 February 27...

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