A Haiku About Cold MedsĀ 

Cold meds bring me gifts

Drowsiness which slows me down

So hard to wake up 

Awoke by my racing mind

Resisting waking
My chaotic mind distorts
Damaging my rest 


My mind gets going, laden with fear and energy, heat building up in my scalp as the unfocused fears run unburdened by logic or balance. Unreasonable and irrational, disrupting my rest and my day. 

A Cold OvernightĀ 

Each cough 

Self conscious

Creating disturbance 

Where peace 

Should reign 

And then think 

Of the germs 

Launched forth 

Looking for a 

New host.