Archive for the ‘haiku’ Category

Meds

June 4, 2016

Leaving meds behind

Fog clears, he is able to

put together words.

                  6-02-2016

Paraplegic

June 4, 2016

These are some I wrote, thinking back.

Paraplegic

The paraplegic

unable to leave his bed

but with mind racing.

 

Elephant Man

The Elephant man

Different from the ones he loves

can’t come out to play.

 

 

Doctor’s appointment

June 1, 2016

Go forward on faith,

riding on the wings of angels,

to your appointment.

 

cfblack  6-01-2016

Today was our first outing after returning to the hospital with infection, being there 6 days, and leaving to be at our daughter’s the last 7 days. Getting to a doctor’s appt. with hopping on walker down 2 steps and getting into the back seat, a 40-minute car ride,  Carol getting out wheelchair from the trunk, putting it together, AL getting out of the car, standing with walker to pivot around and sit in wheelchair, then Carol wheeling him up to 3rd floor……, doing the same thing to get back home & to the bed, it’s been quite a day. ALL this for a former soccer athlete who played so long they called him “El Viejo” on the field.

Love

May 31, 2016

Love has carried us

up mountains and through valleys

to a sea of calm.

Manhood

May 31, 2016

Standing on one leg

he inspects his growing beard

signs of his manhood.

Two Steps

May 30, 2016

Climbing down two steps

from house to garage to car

Boston marathon.

Nightmares

May 29, 2016

Recurring nightmares

of injury and falling

more real than the real.

 

cfblack, 5/29/2016

Pain

May 27, 2016

Pain at 5am,

Pain meds block reality,

It lies underneath.

Sounds of family

May 26, 2016

Sounds of family

Voices, laughter, baby’s cries,

Call us back to health.

Dreams

May 26, 2016

Hands moving in space,

Picking nothing from the air,

Flinging stars and light.

 

cfblack, 5/26/2016

Al, in dreams while on meds, is either have nightmares or conversations. For awhile, every time he was asleep, he would lift his arms and be moving them back and forth, his fingers twitching. I once asked him, “What are you doing?” He said, “Flinging stars and light back into the sky.”