Poems for diabetics
(2015)
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots