poetry

Night rescue.

Beneath icing-sugar stars,The helicopters bladesWhip my dream. Our local hospital has a retrieval helicopter that often flies low over our house during the night. Occasionally so low that it shakes the windows and shudders the walls. Back when I was working in the emergency department it would often wake me just before dawn to the […]

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poetry

Lockdown.

Sick of the rain Juno pulls clouds from his toys. The one thing worse than being in lockdown is being in lockdown on a rainy day.My dog is not impressed that his daily amble to check his pee-mails and chase magpies has been cancelled.He is even less impressed that our attention has been 99.9% diverted […]

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