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Poem For Pain Relief
Took two pills for pain relief
And I am still fighting sleep
Because the still of the night has beauty
I don’t want to miss the night moon’s kiss
It dangles just beyond bare mountain cliff
Where a brown owl sits upon tree branch twigs
The air is dry cool and still
Like a spirit that has free will
With thoughts with hearts that spill
The night brings light to musings
Thoughts creep up some soothing
Like a night flower black blooming
Then there are thoughts so ill
Of war and the poor of those who kill
Could all be solved if we all kneel
So tired I am of watching reports
From the news of death of course
Am I selfish to feel this way my lord
And so many driving drunk
Killing others making choices so dumb
Leaving broken hearts behind numb
Thoughts as I consider in my bed
I am lucky to have pain instead
Of lamenting in the land of the dead
I am of course now feeling tired
Seems the poem was pain inspired
May the next be full of joy and desire
Copyright ©
Karen Jones
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