body, brain on mute
with the broken shell again
heart, wishing to pause
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[Photo: A find of my daughter, my one and only “child”, who always knows how to acknowledge my special interests (e.g. old doors and this color of blue), for whom the following poem is written]
Because of you
life is embellished
laughter, strong
tears do stall
I am a better person
happiness, my companion
the sun finds me
water runs
air is pure
You, my sun
my water,
my air
I loved you before you were born
loved you more and more after
and
forever will
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to class
thrice a week
the same campus building on the right
every day
the same young couple
the same corner
embraced in a hug of love
a goodbye
temporary separation
can’t help but look
though in haste
giving out a faint smile
in fear of “an intruder!” shout
a tender moment of privacy, after all
my head turns away
against the wish of the heart
the smile
grows inside
bitter-sweet
nevertheless
a welcome vision
first love
forever lost
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instant connection
loneliness? not anymore
welcome cyber world!
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sleep evades again
eely demons at their work
self: respect, walk out
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Dear Reader,
As always, you have my thanks for your visit. I am sorry to disappoint you by having only this note for you this time. I am going through a flu-like sickness (or the notorious flu itself) and it seems, the only reflections I can place in a coherent and cohesive writing frame are how big the impact of this condition is on me. For my multiple-decade long companion, Rheumatoid Arthritis (known briefly as RA) makes the matters worse. What kind of a Sunday read would that make?
I do, however, have a poem, “dis-ease”, on “my” RA for your review, one that has been accepted by Pastiche for publication in the Spring 2013 issue (not yet printed; the link, rather, will lead you to the literary work of other writers and poets but also to another published poem of mine):
today
gratitude stays away
“dis-ease” –
some want me to call it
those whom it does not visit
by no means “disease”!
twenty-four hours
year after year after year
my constant companion
fatigue, aches, fatigue, pains, fatigue, disorientation, fatigue
work gets done
must make a living
at what cost?
triple the rest
to do only the least
reminiscing
Hannelore Kohl
sun drains energy
body’s defective demands
merely that
today
gratitude stays away
I hope you will come back next week, as I very much look forward to you stopping by here again.
May your Sunday and your next week be one of the best times you have ever had.
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