//parkinsons haikus
PARKINSON HAIKUS
by Elizabeth Southwood
She sees stars glow, leaves
drift - nerve cells desert her like
sunlight in winter.
A woman struggles,
cannot turn over. Tears soak
into her pillow.
Tears sneak down her cheeks.
One foot is arched like
a flamenco dancer's back -
the pain exquisite.
She clicked castanets,
stamped her feet, with pride tossed her
head - now stumbles, falls.
Her graceful hands told
of love, of rainbows, the sea -
now they can't shape leis.
She pinned and sewed clothes
for her children and their bears -
can't button slacks now.
She cooked gourmet style,
like Julia and Fanny - stopped
when she could not taste.
She sat in lotus,
calm as on a lily pad -
a brain storm shook her.
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