Rack,Reck,Rock
Blitzed.Sagging.Worn
Wild waves awash with pain
Bursting all over his frame
Its daggers sharply sending shivers
Right into the heart of his brain
Wilting under the piercing thrusts.
There in the hand of the nurse
Lodged that tender tablet
His temporary respite
And momentary salvation
The oasis promising ease
Calming the rough swells,
Damming the pain
Until the savage seas die down
And a peaceful lagoon looms large
But the storm will rise again
A tale of shipwreck and rescue
This odyssey of torment and release.
When will it ever end?
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2018
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