STEPPING SICKLY

On 9 June 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Suffering, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart16 Comments

Stop in your steps.
Cool your jets and park it here,
rest a spell before you spill your lunch
in a shimmering, spewing spray.
It is hard that your yard is blocks away
and quite absurd that you curb your urge
to purge. No wonder your stomach thunders;
your status put asunder. Turn the page.

Written for The Sunday Whirl – Wordle #112

MAJOR DETATCHMENT

On 13 May 201313 May 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn depression, Disaster, Fear, Space, Suffering, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry25 Comments

A packed bag and a broken tin can left circling space
turning toward the sun, a face;
mirrored shield covering a mouth agape,
a hidden cave devoid of screams
and chants that mimic the drone
of a broken capsule pitching.
Switching from the crooked course offers little hope.
Major Tom sever your binding and shake your fist.
Floating, you vow, “my circuit’s dead, I can’t hear you
Planet Earth is blue; nothing I can do”.

Written for THE SUNDAY WHIRL – Wordle #108

BATTLESTAR SCIATICA

On 10 April 201311 April 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn ...no prisoners, Altered States, depression, Disaster, Parody, Poetic Asides, Space, stimuli, Suffering, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry1 Comment

Across the galaxy to the small of my back,
just below two cracked vertebrae.
A start just like any other day
in a week not unlike any other still.
A stabbing pain radiating; debilitating
and traveling southward, with an outward
expression of an excruciating grimace
across my face. Phasers set to numb
and extraterrestrial images come to mind.
Alien vs Predator, a battle to the death
in the small of my back; a sciatic attack.
Other missions scrubbed while my condition
doubles me over, a voodoo curse.
I wish it’d get better before I get worse.
Dark Side 1 – Poet 0.