Spring Time Sniffles
I feel a tickle in my nose and then,
my eyes begin to itch and so I know.
A bout of my hay fever will begin,
Not long before my nose I’ll have to blow.
Spring for me most times will bring no joy,
For weeks with windows closed I’ll spend my days.
To keep the pollen out, this quest employ
And sniff and snort all kinds of nasal sprays.
And yet, I’ll watch the new buds on the trees,
And marvel at the coloured changing Spring.
And if I venture out, and hear the bees
Be mindful if disturbed that they may sting.
However, Spring will end the Winter’s cold,
And warm the earth so Summer can take hold.
23/2/2023
Categories:
hayfever, spring,
Form: Sonnet
Spring
A time of growth,
Fertility, change and love,
Here I am,
In a feverish demise...
the fragrance of a meadow
Nostrils soaked from
immunity rain
Categories:
hayfever, flower, nature, november, poetry,
Form: Free verse
He undresses rumor to reveal lies
this is how the desperate man cries,
Extra Extra he tries to sadden ya,
a bundle of rancor rambles from the shambles of his shame
finding form on a page of purely personal pathos
what he can't have he taunts,
flaunts falsehood as fact in commiserating style,
vulgar and vile such as pornographic propaganda
designed to compell despair with poisened air,
what does he care, loyalty he knows not how to share,
decorum just a ditch in the swamp of his heart,
hurt hurt hurt is the mantra of his yellow emotion
a mud temple is his refuge,
burn love, ravage respect, ruin reputation
is the curve in his grimace, the grime in his game,
even the news stands have rejected his rank rubbish,
a character assassinator eliminated by the Poet's assembly,
take your delusional drama to the closet playa
hang it on a hanger of humbled heresy,
your rusty razor shall not go "haymaker" anymore
remain in your "hayfever" brought on by Truth's retribution,
a wedge maker is your legacy, a virtuous man your fallacy -
J.A.B.
Categories:
hayfever, bullying,
Form: Epitaph
Hayfever
Hayfever, say you don't exist,
i have just now been cured,
if you will always insist,
it's half the battle lured,
so i insist i have a cold,
no hay fever lingers here,
have no itchy nose insist,
deleted file i'm cured!!!
mind battles hey:)
convincing the subconciousness is the real game here...
inspired by Carol...
Don Johnson 27-sep-11
Categories:
hayfever, adventure,
Form: Ballade
Healer
Now and then I lose someone,
My friends with cancer I have some.
I see each cancer green then gold ,
To make it healthy I am told.
I ask the lord and see his face,
Ask to kill the cancer ,
Karma erase.
I ask the lord and see his face,
My toothache stops without a trace! TRY IT
I see his face I shudder then,
Ask and hope to help a friend.
Time marches on I get saddened by,
The ones I lose to Karma’s eye.
My health is great which is so strange,
My friends so sick I share their pain, ALWAYS HAVE PAIN FOR A DAY ONLY
Sometimes from my lips they slip,
Black spots upon the ceiling grip?
Solitary I remain,
to ask the Lord,
To Ease the pain,
To see his face,
he does exist,
Would be healer,
I’m on no list
Don Johnson
How we are manipulated to do healing by the other side of the veil
I was using the magic/psychic/witch method of visualisation,
to see someone healthier. Or sicker in black magic.
Then I got tempted to try the Asking and seeing Christ to heal,
which happened immediately on my 30 years hayfever virus... Gone???
Categories:
hayfever, adventure, cancer,
Form: Rhyme
soft grass whirls in the heated wind
cloud tufts sluggishly move about
the blue is revealed
the suns light is no longer sealed
by the great gray clouds that do cover
as if wrapping the glowing orb in a quilt so thick
it begins to smother,
birds flap their wings in the almost non-existent breeze
helping the wind stir up dust motes,
causing me to sneeze,
"AH-CHOO!", the sound comes out as i let out a sound
so loud
its when i wish, so badly, it would rain
so i wouldn't have to sneeze like that again.
Categories:
hayfever, life, seasons, sound, sound,
Form: Rhyme