Haiku
Cryptococcal Meningitis
What is happening? Now I am really confused. What can I do now? I failed to notice you slipping, Not knowing you were falling. I would have helped but I was tripping, And now I am crawling. You raised me to be strong, And you tried to teach me compassion. Now I feel wrong, And empty of all passion. I hate to see you this way, And wish I could change it, But this is how you will stay And all I can do is accept it. You were my rock, But that has changed. All we do now is watch the clock, And that feels strange. I miss my mother. Do you miss your son? You are better than every other, And our journey isn't done. I still love my mom And I will until I die I hate this disease
By Colt Hendersonabout a year ago in Poets
Political Twenty-Three
Do politicians know anything about this? Let's spread the good word! * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets
Political Twenty-Two
Two by two once more, as former partners now learn a difficult dance. Crowding the Stage * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets
