Wednesday, August 29, 2012

3 Appointment Poems - The Best Laid Plan - Just A Regular Appointment - The Important Date - A Light Haiku





  1. The Best Laid Plan
    Perhaps it was
    a morphine misunderstanding
    when he came home
    from hospital
    showered
    shaved
    dressed in a fresh
    short cotton robe
    and slipped like a
    letter into an envelope
    between
    Crisp white linens
    arranged with as
    much precision
    as a king of ancients
    piled upon
    heaps of creased
    white pillows
    sunshafts playing
    the silver threads
    in his black hair
    Perhaps it was
    a morphine
    misunderstanding
    that when he looked
    about the room from
    face to loving face
    he would simply
    royally nod,
    close his eyes
    and thus signaled
    exit
    On his terms
    his time
    rather than
    open his eyes
    time after time
    through eleven days
    and eleven nights
    to ask with
    Whispered wonder
    whirling into
    imperial impatience
    “Why – am – I – still – here?”
    Morphine misunderstanding
    Or grand finale
    His heart danced, dipped
    and leapt again
    For eleven days and
    Eleven nights
    She sung
    Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
    Magic of the Night, Bring Him Home,
    I Dreamed A Dream, Summertime
    In a continuous loop
    until her throat rang rasped raw
    Combed his hair with cologne
    wet his lips with balm
    walked to the edge of
    the abyss with him
    watched from behind
    his shoulders at him seeing
    the Universe spread
    infinitely before him
    poised to step off
    Only to be returned
    Again, and again and again
    Rested with the crescendo
    of Sibeilus, Tchaikowsky,
    crashing the walls of her
    mind as he raised graceful
    arms and conducted
    in silent connected concert
    until
    the sudden scent of apricots
    filled the room
    And he smiled
    the smile of kings
    and left on a sigh
    acknowledging
    Universal
    incompetence
    reconciled and forgiven
    Fin

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    Just A Regular Appointment
    Routine
    they planned on lunch
    after
    Routine
    just a rule out
    protection
    Routine
    these things almost
    always benign
    Unless they’re not
    routine
    at
    all

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    The Important Date - A Light Haiku

    There rushing  he runs
    He’s late – He’s late – that date
    Wonderland whirring 


1 comment:

  1. Hi all – I am sure there is a wealth of wonder here … am now ready for my appointment: a wonderful night of reading…

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