the phone cord coiled,
attached to the wall —
i can’t reach you.
the hours and hours
we’d spend,
chitchatting
would come to an end.
your humor, your face —
once in a while
visaged
in my mirror...your countenance
mine.
though we’re related
by twin mothers,
i never saw
it, before
you died.
but you shine your light
under my lids —
i can still see you
though our converse
has been carried out.
i miss you so deeply,
affectionately and poignantly.
gratefully cognizant
of your place in Christ.
12/8/2019
Memorial of a Loved One Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Cooke
Magenta, purple and white colored Sweet pea flowers
Have spread their charming blooms all over
Cuddling all the bushes and trees in the path
They have enriched the atmosphere
Their embraces are unrestricted
Their friendships are affectionate
Happily mingling with daisies and prime roses
They extend out their fragrant scents
Swaying in summer winds
Chitchatting with bumblebees
Smiling and providing nectar to butterflies
They resemble just like their silky soft wings
Budding in the shining sun
Propagating abundant vibrant blossoms
Showing their delicate, tender gorgeousness
They make me smile by touching my soul
Herpes zoster
After a simple dinner chitchatting with a friend
Felt itch in the loins with burning a sensation
It seemed strange and my hand touched the spot
Lo! It was there with a bang, the Herpes zoster.
The attack so sudden and surreptitiously silent
It took quite some time for me to come to senses
It was night in a remote mountainous hamlet
It was a crisis that left me really flabbergasted.
As night passed it erupted in all its ferocity
Each passing moment seemed like an epoch
No help expected from any corner at night
It was a first nightmare I experienced in life.
The next morning saw a proper physician
He instantly diagnosed it as herpes zoster
Gave medicines and lotions and injection
And advised me to grin and bear the pain.
Two months have passed since that night
Each day’s pain quietly reminding me
To wait patiently for that jubilant day
Free from nagging anguish and agony.
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