Monday, September 7, 2015

Come full circle



  Christmas past, I got the flu.  And said I then:
  I have fever, I have headache. I feel pain all
  over. I feel bad! And he said:  Lots of rest,
  lots of fluids! Do get well!

  So I did.

  Now, today, he just said:  Don't feel well.
  I have fever, I have headache. Think am going
  to  call in sick.  So I ask him: got the flu?

  Guess my turn to say: Lots of rest, lots of
  fluids!  Please get well?

   And I wonder if he did!
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small stone 2 - Once Upon a Cloud

Sonja Chan

February 4 - Once upon a cloud

 Through my window this cloud,
its backdrop the blue sky makes.

 And in this morning fair assumes
a giant bear, then a mountain -
Now it shifts into an open book, into
a wine glass, into a - what's this?

This face outline it now assumes, I just
had in my mind! But it goes, yes, it fades.

Just like time, it slips away!
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small stone 4 - Migraine


February 7 - Migraine

 A touch of total darkness,
the sound of drumbeats deep,
the hold of excruciating pain that
rends my head to diverse sections -
leaving me in consummate
helplessness, it makes me cling to
life's one strand of hope for release
from this hellish fire that wants to
consume my thoughts, my feel of
the world, my desire to breathe in
essence -

But defeat swathes me... and I yield!
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small stone 3- Wisp of a Wind

Sonja Chan
February 3

The school bus is late but I stand in wait to notice
that shifting among the tree leaves in a distance-
The agitation makes a slow progression toward me
and now I feel on my face his touch -
this gentle, playful, wisp of a wind.
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small stone 5 - Race You!

February 6 - Race you!

From the school bus to that embrace
To now she says: "Race you to the doorstep!"
And I say, "You got it!" So we go -
"On your mark, get s- Hey! not fair!"
She just went running but okay, she's
Coming back, laughing like,- oh God!-
Laughing like the world is all hers
Or that the world will never end!
And under her breath she says, "Just kidding!
Come on, let's start all over!"

So again we go - "On your mark, get set, go!"
And off with the wind she - looks back, though.
And runs to me with arms outstretched,
Ready to lift my prostrate form,
Like she, for the love for me, could undo
That misstep I did,- clumsy, mortifying!

"Please don't die!", this time, she is crying!
"Of course, I won't!" Now, quick to my arms
This angel I take. And seated both we are now
On the driveway, yes, not quite by the doorway
But in each others' comfort,
"Hush", I say, "I'm okay!"

I'm no good at racing, am I?
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