I would like these all to be 'brave' poems.
I am no longer afraid.
If I keep repeating this
often enough
and I have
and still do
surely
I will no longer be afraid.
the world of 39 degrees C
that's the world of thought
for what else can a person
tied down in bed
limp with immobility
unable to eat or sleep
and worst of all
unable to read
do?
it is in situations like this
when mind shows
superiority over matter
that one realizes
how dull and boring
life would be
without a thinking brain.
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- - - - - -
i live
in a world of
hot coffee
hot clamansi juice
hot soup
hot temper
there are lots of tablets
which give me
an every 4-hour existence
the rain
is always a consolation
it provides me
conducive atmosphere for thought
the thermometer has been cooperative
today, and here I am messing up things!
my home
brings the world in
in bed i can see
if the moon is bright
or is a watermelon
or a crescent
one evening
i even attempted
to keep watch
for meteor showers
sometimes
i am awakened
by sharp lightning
rumbling thunder
lashing rain
i reach for the blanket
when the breeze comes in
on cool mornings
i wake up
to the natural alarm clock
of birds on my window sill
i am in touch
constantly
with the world
meantime . . .
i vow
to manage
small things only
dwell on a little past
like yesterday
live fully on a little present
like today
hope for a little future
like tomorrow
I have gotten
past the fear
Thank God!
I am fine now
and will be all right
during and after the surgery
I just needed a little time
and it was generously granted.
I am truly grateful.
What is important?
Of course, life is important
Plus whatever it is that sustains life
air
food
water
Plus whatever it is that protects life
clothing
shelter
Plus whatever it is that one lives for
other lives
creative activity
useful work
You cannot fit what is important in the trunk of your car!
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