This is not autobiographical

How to kill the cancer without killing you as well.

How to be the murderer of these errant cells

How to be accepting when they give you more bad news

How to get your anger out when they don’t ask  for your views

Please dont ask the doctor please don’t ask the nurse

I learn the diagnosis and put it into verse

There’s something wrong with my DNA so the bad cells will not die

Take me to my sister dear for she will let me cry

The cancer is omnipotent, it wants to rule the whole

It’s put me into handcuffs and tossed me on the coal

There are no hierarchies each cell plays a part

And so it is with organs, the brain is not the heart

A tiny change can escalate the tempest and the storm

Yet in the centre of the beast the still small voice is calm

Who did gooseberries fool?
Why do strawberries jam?
Do eggs lie on toast?
She fried her own eggs daily
She even made her own bread
We had grapefruits bigger than the grapes.
Why do sheets change?
Do pillows have good cases in law?
Why get married when you can go to prison free ?
Why have a man when you could love a cat
Why marry a wo/man when you can go fishing?
Just relax and act naturally
How do dreams get out of our unconscious into the conscious mind?

From the miles of flatness and the fens
Comes  the hill where this Cathedral stands
Everyone can see this floodlit site
When the moon is out and there is night.
I saw it through the window as I turned
It’ struck me down with beauty never learnt.
As I lay surprised upon the stair
I absorbed the beauty I saw there
Should we worship beauty such as this?
It strikes us with a hammer not a kiss