Sweet Sickness

August 16, 2006 - Wednesday

Current mood: calm
Category: Writing and Poetry


It seems I've got a muse these days...my writing, which had put itself on hold for a while, has suddenly resuscitated itself and the poetry is exploding outta me like some kind of literary geyser. Please feel free to comment on this stuff. Let me know if it's crap or if it moves you.

Sweet Sickness

There is a sweet sickness running through my veins.
It is a fever affecting every part of me.

Visions appear to me, my body trembles.
Celestial words and sighs issue forth from my lips,
seeking the one who will understand, the one from whom the sickness came.

Flushed cheeks and glistening brow proclaim the severity of my condition.
My heart races...my soul in tow.

A door opens, a face appears, relief and healing have arrived.

Stillness for my rushing heart,
solace for my restless soul,
peace for my trembling form.

The healer, the interpreter, the sickness giver:
offering comfort without touch,
yet my senses are awakened as if held in his arms.

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