Two gratitudes

I have to thank you
my once true lover
for giving me back
my life
as much as it hurt
at that time

I have to thank you
my now true lover
for accepting
my heart
and healing it
by and by

without you two
my past and my presence
I wouldn’t be the same
and I look forward
to my future
with you
my always true love

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Another one from the Poem a Day Challenge in April 2009…

Routine of a Crime Scene Cleaner

The blood stains between the tiles
Are always hard to get rid of
Even with the special abrasive in my arsenal
The body fat is easier to wipe away
I just use a cotton cloth
And a fat solvent
Brain tissue on the wall
Always fascinates me
Are there any thoughts left in the blobs?

The stench was overwhelming
In the beginning
But I got used to it over the years
I never see the victims
Just their homes and what is left of their bodies
The only thing that stirs my routine up
Is the phone ringing
And the voice of the defunct
Announcing he can’t answer the call right now

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Another poem from the Poem a Day-Challenge in April - the writing prompt was “routine”. I had actually watched a programm about a crime scene cleaner and was fascinated in a very strange way…

every day
a tad less
closeness
every day
a tad more
distance

only this way
I can
protect myself
only this way
I stay intact

© Julia Nickel

taking up a general
view
does the world move
or do I move?

I am dizzy
hold on!
stand still!!

doesn’t work
so I keep
spinning
with the world

© Julia Nickel

Words
just underneath the surface
but not clear enough
to get hold of them
to understand

the more I try
to recognise them
the more blurry
they become

so I sit down
at the bank
and wait
for the words
to rise

© Julia Nickel

Oh boy, oh boy… Yesterday I was wondering if this challenge does change my style of writing - now I have the answer. For todays challenge “Routine” I wrote a poem about a Crime Scene Cleaner!! I had watched a documentary about this I-don’t-want-this-work-for-anything-in-the-world-job several weeks ago on TV and always thought I have to do something with this. And now I did - the most distgusting, more than gross poem I have ever written! I am not even sure if I am proud of it, but at least I have broadened my writing…

I found
the way back
the pond
is still there
deserted

empty trees
no flowers
but nonetheless
my pond

have to take care
of it
and I am sure
soon it will be
beautiful again
here

© Julia Nickel

As Julia is currently away on a role playing convention we took over and wrote the daily poem for her – of course in guinea pig-ish! Read it at the Poem a day-challenge…

Greetings,
Holmes & Watson

when suddenly
all the love songs
make sense
and the love scenes
in the movies
make me cry
then it doesn’t matter
that there is an ocean
between us

than at least
we are here
at the same time
and have found
us

© Julia Nickel

you turn me
into the person
I always
wanted to be
but never
dared to

no matter
how big
or small
the steps are
I take them
with you

and maybe
you become
the person
you always wanted to be
through me
© Julia Nickel