cough

at night it comes
steals sleep from me
and wracks my body’s
weary bones
and every cough
brings stabs of pain
in muscles strained
by repetition
’til here I sit
in break from work
head throbbing
back twinging
day-dreaming of my bed
and wishing
to float away
on peaceful clouds
and rest a while
regain my strength
and try again
tomorrow

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nature weeps

Mother Nature’s
moodswings
as violent as my own

she is weeping
and wailing
her tears pour down
my window pane
her cries whistle
round the chimney

such confusion
it should be spring
but she is so cold
and alone
nothing makes sense
in this mixed up world

the gentle warmth
of spring sunshine
is forgotten
all she can give us
is sleet and snow
storms lashing
soaked
with passion
and despair