Stroke Poems - Poems about Stroke

...My blood pressure is high he said. No higher than mine I thought. I think I am having a stroke he whined. Is your eye wavering? I asked. Uh-huh. Is your heart beating extra fast? Yes. Don’t wo......Read More

... i mistake the divine as i tend to worship your tune let the music define and then rend what is left of me tilt your neck against mine do pretend i'm all yours to wound it's your touch o......Read More

...Sometimes the writers best friend is melancholy. The opposite being jolly The ability to store past pain,.triumphs that life has made Memories not meant to fade many beautiful poems come from ......Read More

... What if….you had a stroke? And could.not move or tell a joke! What if you found, you could not pen. Nor walk to see the moon around the bend? What if speaking were impossible? ......Read More

... I cannot see or touch you now, you're far away from me. But in my mind your hazel eyes are all that I can see. I feel your breath caress my ear, your hands that stroke my face. But when I ope......Read More

... “belles lettres” It’s a slow drifting off, that moment before you dive into the dark you surface to find a boat surrounded by shining pearls, Styx, a ......Read More

...SAMMY Love and joy felt enter my life day saw Sammy arrive. Suddenly emptiness vanished, once again … felt alive. Sammy gets extra comfortable especially on my lap. And I welcome his warm ......Read More

...Dangerous days Truly , we are living in a world wher life has no guarantee We have no clue of what's happening in the system. We are no safe ,The lean people leaving their life through heart strok......Read More

...If clocks ran backwards and time did chime The hours and the minutes of your life and mine Would tomorrow be written by the poets and the bards And the cruellest of sorrows in the deck of life's c......Read More

... All tucked up and snug in bed as Angels standing guard above your head. Mummy will kiss away your fears, she'll stroke your hair and dry your tears. She softly sings a lullaby about the stars u......Read More

...Were I with artist brush to place my strokes upon this canvas with the very blood which once passed through my beating heart, pulsed through my veins and bore witness to my soul.....would those strok......Read More

... Lady of the window Watching from afar Bored and locked up in sorrow Up in a hotel room in Trafalgar Looking down on the square Children playing unaware Lady of the window wishing More ange......Read More

... You were the mesmeric moon for me, gleaming in the cradle of the argentine night, slithered in the silken sky I called mine, a turquoise trail you traced in my heart. Thunder cloud......Read More

...An early morning run across a misty lake comes in, fades out of view with every stroke I take. With pace that ebbs and flows from tunes within my head, I hope the rhythmic rowing will not wake the......Read More

... Poetry in your thoughts Poems of fonts not taunts Paintings you stroke or dab People of places hub Pleases and kisses knit Pencils and pens that lit Poetry of your life......Read More