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Among the poets

March 3, 2023 by David Horton, posted in History, poetry

In poets corner after seeing doctor for checkup – 2 weeks since operation, and almost…human again.

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This little piggy

March 1, 2023 by David Horton, posted in History

cried “Wee! Wee! Wee!” all the way home.

Back home at last.

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Got to see a new moon

February 24, 2023 by David Horton, posted in atheism

From a slightly different window.

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Room with a view

February 15, 2023 by David Horton, posted in atheism

Strange place for an Atheist – view from my hospital bed, St Vincent’s Hospital, Sydney. Open heart surgery on Friday.

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Fight to the finish

November 9, 2022 by David Horton, posted in Bon mots

Life is a cage fight

where a series of

giant opponents

bash and batter you

mercilessly while

your team patches you

up at the end of each

round so you can keep

going – forever

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Pressure point

August 30, 2021 by David Horton, posted in cancer, poetry

Comes a time in

everyone’s

life when the most

thrilling event

of a week is

not a party

or a present

or promotion

or lottery

win, but just a

low blood pressure

reading for once.

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But that was yesterday

August 27, 2021 by David Horton, posted in cancer, poetry

Once upon a

time I was much

more than the sum

of my ailments

and side effects

of medicines,

but now I have

no time left for

anything else.

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Catch me if you can

August 10, 2021 by David Horton, posted in cancer, poetry

Anxiety

will cunningly

disguise itself

with the symptoms

of heart disease

and the cancers

playing hide and

seek with your mind.

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Toe the line

November 21, 2020 by David Horton, posted in poetry, science

A strong belief in

Homeopathy

would not survive an

attempt to treat a

severe case of Gout

in a Big Toe joint.

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Toe the line

October 25, 2020 by David Horton, posted in poetry

Some illness

is shy, stays

hidden from

view, makes no

fuss. Gout grabs

you by the

throat and then

demands full

attention.

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Hammering on the mind’s door

“I think we are well-advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m. of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends. We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget. We forget the loves and the betrayals alike, forget what we whispered and what we screamed, forget who we were.” Joan Didion

A few of the themes

Consequences

Two cultures

Repeating patterns

Nature and nurture

Catcher in the Rye

Doorways

Prophet not without honour

Blood

Deaf

Smell

Building reserves in good times

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