Adjusting to life's changes with hope… through poetry, haiku, and commentary

Mostly Minutiae No. 1


The cold came creeping
in more ways than one.
Firstly, long sunny days
and the desert heat ended
abruptly.

It seemed to come with the
thud of a final curtain.
Winter is upon us. I can
tell because both breakfast
and dinner are in the dark.

Secondly, cold in the form
of the creeping crud has
pelted my immune system
and me for the last two weeks.

This morning it got serious.
Echinacea and vitamin C are
a myth; may be your savior
but not mine.

I took it and just found out I
I can’t spell it either. Took me
four tries; Echinacea is a spell
checker’s nightmare!

Do you know what that means?
It means my throat feels nuclear.
It means no kisses. No nothing.
No, I’m wrong.

When your throat feels like the
day after Chernobyl, it means
that “no nothing” changes
to “less than nothing.” Drat!

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