Long Hospitalised Poems

An ordinary Australian from an ordinary country place
Who rallied to the flag's call with god's good grace
He was one of the 33rd Battalion "New England's Own"
Into this swirling maelstrom they were duly thrown
The Great War...

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Some days my mother and I don’t speak,
We’ll pass each other in the hallway,
 and 
       we will pretend that we are on good terms. 
The hallway wallpaper is...

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Once upon a time there were two families,
In which the husbands were confronted with choices,
The consequences of which could be condemning their wives
To a lifetime of pill popping and labelling,
Although neither were told that in...

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My hero to me, was just a simple man
He was ill throughout his life, but he raised two sons
Two jobs he held down until he couldn't anymore
Then fate took it's turn, and turned his heart...

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Two days have passed and its not over
I'm still ravaged by my gory deed of inaction
Been praying to the gods asking mercy
To forgive me and grant me guts and to be swifter in action

I live...

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laying in the bath tub
he threw up again
devouring the headache
addicted to his worst enemy
i cant tell you the symphony she played upon her arms
the sharpness i tried to keep at bay
how hard it played upon...

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Fracture

The night has broken herself,
thinking of you.
Even now, 
no solace
for the fiery pocket of hate
that I hold in my fists
still burning.

I played the piano
side-by-side with her,
Easter Sunday
where no sun broke 
through
the ossuary 
you called our...

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THE PRANKER AND THE PRANKEE

Pranking might be a game to a pranker
But an unpremeditated shocker.
The prank might become costly 
Cos when you presumed it'll be funny,
the fun becomes a life breaker.
The prank cost a life...

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Once upon a time
Is that how all story's start
fairy tales from the heart 
not the darkness of fear 
of abuse from ones we hold so dear
the broken promises it wont happen again 
But it did...

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Growing up 
My father and me
He did the best he could
Because once we were three
 
Events happened
And then we were two
His rise and demise
As his life withdrew
 
Looking back, to the memories we had
They never...

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TEA BREAK POEMS

Last year I wrote a book of poems you see,
so I could believe that it was really me.
I thought that I could edit,
mistaken was I to take such credit!

I sent it through by...

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Vincent Willhelm van Gogh
a difficult talent to truly know
unwise love choices-Eugenie Kee&Sien
made him stick to brush not pen

Finance support from brother Theo
loosed his giftings to flow
in dark landscapes&still life
too bad,  without a  wife

From Ecole de Beau Arts a matric
In Antwerp he creates his pics
Then to Paris to mix with the best
lived an artist  life with great zest

Upon the death of Pa Theodorus
Vincent does portraits&busts
as his love life to Margot ails
so also his pointillism fails

He then met Agostina Segatori
& a brief affair the world did see
An interest in all things Japanaise
then to Arles were the sun does blaze

The artists colony  was not a success
Vincent cut off an -ear-but I digress
progressively VG became deluded
'a mad redhead,'the locals said

Genius & delusion marries as one
but a recognisable usp is done
with broad brush& wavy line
a reputation to outlast his time

In Arles he is hospitalised
&unique art realised-
then with a gun suicides
on canvas though his genius resides...

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Words forbidden to be expressed
A dangerous fact to be disclosed
Making the whole world depressed
I am sorry that you are so obsessed
With the words never to be expressed
The words are secretly decomposed
Scattered around after being recomposed
Spread...

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Occasionally I despair,
an eternal uphill struggle,
a hopeless walk to sanity:
what else is there for me to do
but scream?

Occasionally my stomach rumbles
as pain, hunger and strife 
make it grow distressingly tight.

Occasionally I try to fight
and seek...

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A chokeslam! 
Goodnight sweet prince

Goodnight yawning hippo arse
With rice wine coming out your ears

Boom boom sticks 
A wisecracker talking head

Histrionics at the bandstand 
Eliminated by more than one can shake

Hospitalised due to a 
Finishing move...

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No pain, as such, just aching,
spreading down arms, radiating
to neck and jaw and mouth.
The zap of clot busting drugs infused,
driven through the cannulated vein;
morpheus then followed, fast. pale, aesthetic,
anaesthetic with anti-emetic trailing after.
Frenetic rushing and...

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Angels in White 
_________________

When Life Vitals are on machine
Whether in ICU or in General Ward 
Role of Nurses is always Special ! 

She pricks needles, administers drips
Facilitates Tests, Measures pulse, B.P. 
She is vital link...

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