Two poems today-one is a whimsically fun ‘reflection’ and t’other is one I wrote about
good friends who took care of me after a major surgery, along with APG. Enjoy.
Reflection by Alex Goerner
Oh how lovely they look,
Staring deep back into me, two pools of bright hue surrounded by supple skin
Hello there I say, looking deeply and longingly at them.
They say nothing
As I blink, they blink back
I’m in love I say,
they say nothing as a huge grin envelops the face
I find myself grinning back
The Packard Place
A comfy nook created on the couch,
surrounded by Little Mermaids, the warmth of soft blankets pulled up to chin–
snug, with yellow flames from the fireplace.
In the brief moments of wakefulness,
large panes let in trees and sky, helping me remember I’m still part of this world;
young man on the floor keeps watch with the furry, molting cat.
Late in the day, chicken soup, heavy with noodles heats,
brothy balm, solace to my battered core.
This Packard place resides with gladness and light,
cheer and renewal, reassurance and welcome.
I don’t have to buck up, instead I am lifted up.
Not alone, but
rather gladdened of heart; heartening my soul.