Her health deteriorates
she blames today on lack
of sunshine.
Humidity carries bacteria
we are not used to.
She suffers infections
itching anus
bladder fevers
interrupted sleep.
I’ll get her medication
traveling by bus
it’s quite a lot
besides she landed with
a dysfunctional mobile
phone that stresses her.
Fortunately at present
I could run around for her.
Phobia developed in the
Bus Ride Air
stale and laden with smells
that compare to a rotten
cherry on top of the
country style cake.
Time to get well and enjoy
a holiday downtown
away from the madding
crowds
from a world wide assembly.
The poet has the best times
of his life
when he enjoys inner peace
within his recluse
of his artist’s corner
in this temporary home.
Viva creativity.
CREATIVITY.YTIVITAERC
zoltanzelan
©ZJG-POetry’17.
