Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Friday, November 15, 2013
Monday, November 11, 2013
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Friday, October 25, 2013
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Monday, September 9, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
Monday, August 5, 2013
Friday, August 2, 2013
Monday, June 10, 2013
Friday, May 10, 2013
Midnight Ramble - a medical poem
Midnight Ramble by Paul Howlett
Returned, a re-tread
Returned to bed
Sent home
Exit from hospital
Gall bladder removed
Guts improved
All is right
All is wrong
My side started
To bleed…
Was it red, no no
It was green
I ask why it is so
The bile is on go
The guts are all wrong
Return to the source
Return to the place
Return to the hospital
There to face
Repair of the first
Wheeled off to the op room
But wait…
Patients are there
Tis very late
The op room was busy
Returned, I had to wait
Till 3 am for my surgeon
This is a little poem I wrote after spending some time in hospital in the last ten days. I am now well on the way to recovery.
Monday, March 18, 2013
The Guitar Player - a poem of Rock Music
The Guitar Player by Paul Howlett
Bleeding on the fret board
Singing on the breeze
Pounding on the drums
Making a life of ease
Rock and Roll music
Blasting through the trees
Drinking lotsa likker
Smoking funny weed
Women in the bed
Women in the shower
Women in my dreams
Of Rock and Roll Power
Is this real or is it not
The microphone, the song
Adoration, fornication
Many loves many lost
Has the singer lost the plot?
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
The Joker - who laughs last?
The Joker - he who laughts at you / me? The World?
Most Jokers that I have seen all have a creepy look about them, and I hope my Joker is in the same tradition...
Friday, February 8, 2013
The Night - a poem about pain
The Night By Paul Howlett
Late at night
Feeling the darkness
Feeling the pain
Bed
sheets soaked in sweat
What is wrong
what is right
Was it food
I thought in fright
I worked hard today
Maybe a ripped tendon
Muscle of course
No said the guts
And proceed to roar
The agony total
No help from a pill
Emergency phone call
Ambulance please
What a relief
To be given morphine.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
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