Joe Hughes Poems

You lie peacefully now,
Ravaged by the growth within -
I saw the Grim Reaper harvest you by stealth,
Whilst Bacchus rested.
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A land of opportunity
To make the spirits soar.
The oppressor, the subjugator
With a fearsome lion's roar!
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They cuddle, yes they nestle,
Dressed so finely, photo smiles.
There's a gap twixt mum with children,
Not just inches - more like miles.
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It used to be so easy
To be quiet, all alone,
But suddenly a revolution
Has come into our homes.
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It's become a constant sight
In our homes, our office blocks.
It's the ubiquitous water bottle
From a never ending stock.
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It's medicine time on ward five
As the patients all join in a queue.
Mental illness - the spectre
Is no great respecter -
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A picture of dark Irish beauty,
She rose stunningly out of the sea,
As she squeezed the Atlantic from her tresses
The warm mist and the wet then found me.
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I leave Boots with my Panadol tablets
As she screams at her white car door.
I am struck with such utter puzzlement
But I approach her as she loudly roars.
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Promenading on a Sunday
Along Brighton beach so fine.
Breakers sculpting well worn pebbles
Sparkling in the soapy brine.
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Long hours spent bedbound.
Limbs unresponsive, lying dead.
'Do Not Resusitate'
Were the stinging words,
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