Snowflake
Accumulations, life spent
Their soft coldness, covering
Footprints left behind,
Debts and dues.
Looking back, how swiftly they disappear
Skies clear
We continue.
Blizzards
A Stroke at midnight
Mornings
Daylights
pause…
That dream is over
Damn fish tank wakes me up.
Humming sounds of perpetual life
Force fed air, father's lungs,
I watch him as he dies.
Stretch my body to its points,
In this chair called comfortable
Clear the water from my eyes.
Another day of patient steps
Not many more were left.
Seventy five years,
Three days now since the slip
And still death; comes so swift.
Between me, you, those many dear
While we force fed ourselves;
Coffee grains
With morphine drips.
Within each minute’s unique
Seconds tick
Eternities exist.
An amazing thing-finality
When it is here,
Beside me so quick,
You are gone.
Then the haze,
people come in
go out
finally that vinyl Shroud.
Looking outside I see the rain has come,
Swiftly melting each snowflake.
Everywhere, many little rivers form,
Tears running to a thousand lakes
Downstreams
One vast torrent into great sea.
Another spirit for Jehovah
To safe keep
Until we once more
When we may meet.
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