The Shove

STOP!!
I can't write, not tonight.
I've suffered suffered a "mental block"

There should be no mystery, it's caused by a history,
Of too many blows to the head.
So trash all the rhymes, in these terrible times.
It shouldn't come as a shock.

A hurricane
A pain
A fast running train, that's late.

But, wait!
What a fate, the Lark will be looking for us...

He'll be on the bus,
the one that took us,
to heavens gate!

At first he'll be curious, then he'll be furious, and Pixie will take the blame.

They'll cue up in pairs,
To be pushed down the stairs
Disputing the facts all of the way!

It wasn't a shove
Just ask the Dove he watched it, the whole of the day!

John Frank Trent 10/8/25

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John Frank Trent

I am living with Stage 4 lung cancer that has spread to my brain. These are my thoughts. It is a combination of serious articles and more light hearted stuff (like my ridiculous poems). Early articles are a bit heavy, but hopefully it becomes a little more light hearted! This is not a self help site there will be no advice on cancer related matters just my thoughts. Just for the record my name is Iain Trent, I am using the Blog name of John Frank because they are the names of my Grandads. I did not want this blog to jump up to anyone who searched for me so it is a way of providing some limited anonymity hopefully without being a catfish.

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