MIDDAY POETRY – “The Whiff Of Sanity”

Impecable with words
Diplomats on the screen
Doing the right thing
Seemingly a good idea


Charity of rolled out drugs
Given freely like lollies
No time to feed the mouse
The dragon has escaped

Off the charts statistics
Feeding fearful minds
Vulnerable when frightened
Gullible to accept all said


Crosses from a cemetery
Filling up town square
Who can see through the veil
When confronted with death

Dimmed lights in the mental fog
Get that air filter on the face
Plexiglass to avoid human contact
No touch or even scratch


Without question smother your hands
With those toxic chemicals in a tube
Washing is not necessary any more
Politely obey rules made to save you

Early onset of bonkers
Sanity not sanitation

MIDNIGHT POETRY -“What If”

WHAT IF

What if there is no need for panic
If fear knocks leave him at the door
What if all there is – is in order

What if the sky is still blue
And the sun still shines daily
When you go out you can breathe

What if we are overreacting
And death is normal part of life
When it comes it takes us with her

What if there is no certainty
But we live in an illusion of control
Needing to hold the rains of life

What if life speaks a language
We don’t seem to understand
Yet are able to learn in silence

What if the road to hell leads through our mind
Take a U turn and stop at the traffic lights
Open the sunroof and let your hair out into the wind

Back into sanity