Notice To Cyclones

Lately you have exceeded
your job description surging
so far south of the equator.
Your duties are to stir up
torrid humid air down as
far as the Tropic of Capricorn
at latitude 23 degrees south
while unfortunate island
dwellers   must tolerate you.

Beyond latitude 34 south
our shaky isles, always
unsettled, have lately been
heaved up to great heights
then dropped down low,
shattering towns, roads,
countryside and coasts.

Now twice within four
weeks your violence has
battered and flooded us !

Go back to your home
stay on your equator !

Notice To Cyclones

Cappuccino

Leaving the hospital after
regular blood tests I
follow an unfamiliar route
home past a cluster of
shops where a cafe exhales
a rich deep robust aroma
of sumptuous dark coffee.

My previous enjoyment of a
substantial cappuccino in bright
cheerful cafe surroundings has
not favoured me in return,
bringing nausea, dizziness,
headaches later on unless
accompanies by a large meal
to soak up the caffeine.

All this is long forgotten
as I succumb to the rich
cafe air, consume that
cappuccino with a sandwich.

I have a quiet day, no
dizziness or nausea. That
night I go to bed, read,
turn out the light, lie awake,
breathe deeply, slowly, count
sheep, read, turn out the light
again, lie until dawn arrives.

I have not slept all night.

Cappuccino

Supermarket Displays

My blood tests said diabetes
so at diabetes classes
I learn to be diabetic in
a healthy kind of way.

The dietitian talked us
through her power point
presentation then took us
to the supermarket to see
food labels and content
around the aisles and shelves.

Inside the entry door we
immediately encountered the
mighty bargain display of
chocolate eggs and rabbits
surrounding us in towers.

“Get used to it,” said the
dietitian, “there’s a month
to go, of grand displays of
chocolate, of tasty hot cross
buns.”   These are diabetic
enemies, full of sugar, fats
and starch – of which we
diabetics can consume so little.

Thus it has continued each time
I shop for food. Prominent
displays of popular foods, of
fizzy drinks, pineapple centred
mallow puffs, instant coffee
sachets with milk and sugar
added…….. on and on it goes.

I rarely bought much of these
but still the choice was mine.

Now, I am excluded.

Supermarket Displays

Renegades

Renegades swirl, surge
in a never ending stream inside
me as fewer and fewer power cells
flow from the little power house
tucked in among the workshops
pump and bellows inside my torso.
These renegades invade the fuel
pumped through computer control
through all the busy factories of
my body, around my limbs and
outer extremities, congealing
its fuel lines, fine wiring, clogging
filters of my waste disposal system.

Everything in my body
struggles to hold them
at bay, to continue with
pre programmed functions
…………
to hold back the monster
renegade flow……diabetes.

Renegades

Genetic Bonus

In its best officialese
the guidelines booklet
says Asians, Indians,
and Pacific Islanders
are more susceptible
to the renegade diabetes.

Yet European white people
delete their genetic bonus
by filling themselves with
French fries, battered fish,
steak, sausages, salami, pies,
bacon mashed potatoes, cheese
fried eggs, milk shakes, sweets,
cakes, biscuits, fizzy drinks
white pasta, white rice, alcohol
…………………………………………………..

and other forms of salt, sugar,
fats and refined starches in
all their sumptuous glory

to the great advantage of
the renegade diabetes.poetry  d

Genetic Bonus

Game Of Genes

New age science in the
‘sixties and ‘seventies produced
research and discoveries to
kill bad microbes, treat
inherited illnesses so that
we can live into sprightly
old age for many years.

All very exciting to the
new generation born in
soaring birth rates after
WW II repeopling a
depleted world population.

Now the offspring born in
that mating flurry are in their
sixties and seventies well armed
for years to live  the latest
research into healthy lifestyles.

Family genes waiting in the wings
have the last laugh as they appear
delivering congestive heart
struggles at 67, anorexia and
depression at 65, diabetes at 70
throughout the family tree.

The old age lottery has
spat out its marbles,
done its worst.

Game Of Genes

Sunday Afternoon Outing

On a sunny Sunday afternoon
the family in their black coats
and white shirts power along
the cliff edges, past the headland
on to the harbour enjoying its
blue green waters, circling past
the harbour beaches staring at
the people on the sand, in the water
and in their cars passing the beaches.

As the family enjoy swimming
and diving in the sheltered harbour,
more people come on to the sand,
more cars crawl along the roads.
As the family still in black coats
and white shirts pause to stare
in between diving and splashing.
“There are even more of them
now,” they remark to each other.

How wonderful to see the orcas *
visiting our harbour say the
people on the harbour beaches.

*Orcas – also colloquially known as “killer whales. “

Sunday Afternoon Outing