Best Palliative Poems

My first new poem presented on my return, composed 3 am , this morning.


PALLIATIVE

Gasping beauty of Life, Love and Nature's treasures
Dawn and its promise, given...

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Palliative Poetic Pain

Throwing and trashing
Flowing and flashing
Breaking and bashing
Screaming and smashing
Mixing and mashing
My love is lashing

Frustrated and fighting
Exploding and exciting
Sinning and sighing
Careless and crying
Deep full...

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who knows why
we are drawn
to the dark places
in people's lives

my daughter said
she wouldn't want
that grief and 
death stuff all day

inching in
holding hands
wouldn't you

do something
differently if
you...

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In the intimate interlace of chance and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity,...

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I see you
Now stuck in two dimensions 
They sit you up
They lie you down
Semi vertical
Fully horizontal

Yet, I have the coloured lenses 
Of memory
They don't know...

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A Broken Heart

I have a broken heart so sad with sorrow,
My love’s full of such anguish and fear;
My soul’s afire with pain for the morrow.

My...

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      I did not choose my life, I was born into it;
The lonely little girl was my path to follow.
...

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A huge monstrous olive tree
not giving shade nor bearing fruits,
existing in pains and disappointments
together with the others, they live
is the exact expression of my grieve.

Too...

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“a little time to give... a little time to live, time always means so much”

Before I knew it, I could retire, everyone said it would...

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A mind so small
But it holds it all
Could be a ball
Don’t you dare
Ease the
Fall
Gaze down the
Hall
Inform the
Judge that 
Knuckles are hitting the concrete
Loud
More than two...

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There are nights I take a pallet to the porch,
screened-in top to bottom for a peerless,
solitary panorama of emerald grass sloping
to rippling lake, protected from...

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I was told once that I would die still beautiful,
And with ivory skin I lay in repose;
Soon my time in this tangled earthly realm will...

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without wearing a helm mitt on my head, yet did suffer inxs
of welts the size of cranberries amidst talking heads, whose traffic
mishap of cars unable...

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It is all I can do now but wait, and watch
Her plump crimson belly rise n fall
Like a ruptured bellow
She squats defeated on her perch
Feathers...

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I watched something on the television in a program about Euthanasia 
And since my father died from cancer what palliative care would be a saviour
I...

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