MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Facelift’


For years drinking soda pop
In the chair of the dentist
My jaw has dropped

Jab or two in the gum
Let me say it straight
I screamed out of my bum

At the end of his task
My face in the mirror
Received a fresh mask

White from after-pain
The drugs subsided
I now have more brain

With new motto
I mean to shop
No more soda pop!

Fizz

MORNING POETRY – ‘Let Me Heal’

Signals flashing in my brain
What is this thing called pain
Very early morning musing
All my senses red of bruising

Slowly moving from the bed
Foggy thoughts in my head
Come on goodness let me heal
For this experience is surreal

This will also pass