Friday, October 10, 2014
Haiku Friday: Illness
I'm fascinated by the way people respond to the idea of an epidemic. Not every disease is part of an epidemic, though, and not every illness is serious.
Let's haiku about sicknesses today-- serious, not serious, or just the fear of illness. Here, I will go first:
Old red flannel shirt
It is my "sickey boy shirt."
Works every time!Now, you go! It can be about you or someone else, serious or not… just make the first line five syllables, seven for the second, and five for the third.
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African cabbie
Physiognomy finely
Molded.Honey voice.Where is he from?
Ask it. Ask it. I
Force myself to wait.---
Ethiopian..Thank God.
I shake his hand strong.
What must it be to
Be sick,dying...no one to
hold you..Forgive me.
Physiognomy finely
Molded.Honey voice.Where is he from?
Ask it. Ask it. I
Force myself to wait.---
Ethiopian..Thank God.
I shake his hand strong.
What must it be to
Be sick,dying...no one to
hold you..Forgive me.
# posted by 
: 7:23 AM
: 7:23 AM
"What do you mean, sick?"
My mom would say, skeptical.
"You're going to school!"
My mom would say, skeptical.
"You're going to school!"
# posted by : 9:37 AM
: 9:37 AM 
A phone call, gasp, breathe
She sensed I already knew
Silent tears begin
Be honest with me
What can I do to help you?
Hesitation, miles...
I hear strength, but her
voice quivers with fear, friends hug
Reassuring words
She sensed I already knew
Silent tears begin
Be honest with me
What can I do to help you?
Hesitation, miles...
I hear strength, but her
voice quivers with fear, friends hug
Reassuring words
WHEN ASTHMA CAME TO THE FARM
When evil wind came
To over lungs not in, I
Became a rusted
Hinge, cobwebbed rocker
A child of the nearly dead .
I sat gasping for
Air. For one easy
Breath. Pollen swirled above my
Machinery clogged.
Had I forgot how
To breathe? I had. I can't . O
MAMA! Drowning...n o w
When evil wind came
To over lungs not in, I
Became a rusted
Hinge, cobwebbed rocker
A child of the nearly dead .
I sat gasping for
Air. For one easy
Breath. Pollen swirled above my
Machinery clogged.
Had I forgot how
To breathe? I had. I can't . O
MAMA! Drowning...n o w
# posted by : 4:20 PM
: 4:20 PM
We'll all wear gloves. All
The time the moments when we
Fear.Which are all the
Moments. We will kiss
Gloved.Perhaps even our lips
Will be gloved. Will we
Ever again reach
For body and blood with bare
Vulnerable hands.
I suppose fear will
Be our daily bread and we...
we will wear plastic.
The time the moments when we
Fear.Which are all the
Moments. We will kiss
Gloved.Perhaps even our lips
Will be gloved. Will we
Ever again reach
For body and blood with bare
Vulnerable hands.
I suppose fear will
Be our daily bread and we...
we will wear plastic.
# posted by : 4:34 PM
: 4:34 PM
Ebola sounds like
Voluptuous African
Wife,dancing in the
Kitchen,hands full of
Taro mango. Don't be fooled!
Head hot,bones ache ...Blood
Hospitality
She gives you, everyone you
Love, Total Strangers:
It's Death Darlings,no
Doubt about that.Think of the
Whole continent: enslaved
Yet again...to Death.
Mercy.Mercy Children.Save
Us.You fret for self.
Voluptuous African
Wife,dancing in the
Kitchen,hands full of
Taro mango. Don't be fooled!
Head hot,bones ache ...Blood
Hospitality
She gives you, everyone you
Love, Total Strangers:
It's Death Darlings,no
Doubt about that.Think of the
Whole continent: enslaved
Yet again...to Death.
Mercy.Mercy Children.Save
Us.You fret for self.
# posted by : 7:06 PM
: 7:06 PM
You can not control It
All,Carlo,my mio. Soon
The Ender of Things
Will catch you dreaming,
Tenderskin,and place a wen
The shape of an isle
On your latte chest.
Or an obstacle in your
Inner home and it
Will be travel time
Again as it was once,when
You were fresh from Heaven
All,Carlo,my mio. Soon
The Ender of Things
Will catch you dreaming,
Tenderskin,and place a wen
The shape of an isle
On your latte chest.
Or an obstacle in your
Inner home and it
Will be travel time
Again as it was once,when
You were fresh from Heaven
# posted by : 11:41 AM
: 11:41 AM
The old man loved his
Princess,cotillion belle ,but
A stroke stilled his left
Side. He became Prince.
His Darling doted upon
Him 'til she stubbed toe.
Black it got. She tried
Remedies of home.No good.
Diabetes surprised
Her...so did death. Now
He sits in the home. And courts
Her from afar. His "Nell."
Princess,cotillion belle ,but
A stroke stilled his left
Side. He became Prince.
His Darling doted upon
Him 'til she stubbed toe.
Black it got. She tried
Remedies of home.No good.
Diabetes surprised
Her...so did death. Now
He sits in the home. And courts
Her from afar. His "Nell."
# posted by : 11:21 AM
: 11:21 AM
Steel Dino-Vise clamped my
Brain. My thoughts could go neither
Left nor right but straight
To Sheol.The Doom
Unspecified would not let
My spirit go. Down,down
I went jouncing in
And out of my scalded skin
Like a crazed lobster
I was not me. A
Strange Leper soiled my tunic.
No one would embrace me.
They put me into
Sanitary confinement
With other sick folk.
I talked about myself
'Til my stripes blende. Pills
Pills,Pills.Yellow rose bloomed
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Brain. My thoughts could go neither
Left nor right but straight
To Sheol.The Doom
Unspecified would not let
My spirit go. Down,down
I went jouncing in
And out of my scalded skin
Like a crazed lobster
I was not me. A
Strange Leper soiled my tunic.
No one would embrace me.
They put me into
Sanitary confinement
With other sick folk.
I talked about myself
'Til my stripes blende. Pills
Pills,Pills.Yellow rose bloomed
# posted by : 8:42 PM
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