Palliative
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 in fullest measures
An ancient oak spreading out wide to give cool shade
Wonderment, diversity of the Everglades.
Glory of a red sunset and a cool Spring night,
A gift of newborn kittens in
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Categories:
palliative, beautiful, blessing, happiness, hope,
Form: Romanticism
Palliative Hallucinations
The tip of a finger, barely touching ulcerated skin
Chamfered ache of reason, or finely balanced whim
Forced through a reality, where spoons become bent
Into the pleasure dome, they inject gaseous cement
Climbing on rope ladders, spiraling around a kite
Wrestling fallen angels, fighting
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Categories:
palliative, allusion, confusion, pain,
Form: Rhyme
Palliative Fountainhead
I am not fit
to love or contemplate
the meaning of a
palliative fountainhead
synonymous
with winter longingness
enfolded by
sudden wantonness
of scorched earth
in summer
which stems from
a strength I lack
derivative of vulnerability
exposed to the point of
frigid fragility
being how recently
I supper alone
unable to stomach
such weakness
your absence has shown
to crave our collective
still perfectly fit
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Categories:
palliative, lost love, missing you,
Form: Free verse
Palliative Poetic Pain
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 and defying
My death is dying
Sleepless and starving
Countless and charming
Damaged and daunting
Holy and haunting
Healing and harming
My heaven is hardening
Saddened and silent
Voiceless and violent
Quest full and quiet
Venomous and vibrant
Peaceful and private
A genuine
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Categories:
palliative, anxiety, conflict, emotions, motivation,
Form: Rhyme
Palliative Care
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 had more time
maybe there
was a talk
or not a very
good one about it
we wonder if
we should have
done more
psychosocial comfort
sensitive improved
continuity of care
there is no cure
so we focus on
higher quality
life affirming
in the
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Categories:
palliative, caregiving, death, health,
Form: Free verse