Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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Christmas, 2025. The Eve gently shifts to that Day. I am awake changing my pads. My body diurnally leaks-- It shall continue until I die. My mind floats to the events and thoughts Of just today--now yesterday: A photo of us three children, So long ago, tucked by the tree. Elaine's text of her partner's cancer. Waiting for even a quick call from grandson, Jayden. Pleased to have conversed today with son, Pierre; Pondering the section of my living room ceiling, Which tumbled down during the last rain. Wondering how my calf is doing in this storm. Observing my Bettas, gulping air each three minutes. Enjoying the Mozart Piano Concerto, K 502, now on. Wondering when I will be tired, so to sleep. So tormented about politics these days. So sad about some relationships, not gone well. Joyful in those that have, indeed, succeeded. Listening to my furnace monitoring its temperature level. I try to use as little propane as possible. Sipping my water drink, touched with Anise. Thinking of this 'Thought' I am composing. Viewing the Libyan Desert Glass on my table, Alongside the jar of New England Sea Glass. Still wondering when I will be tired enough to sleep. Oh, perhaps now--My thoughts transformed to Dreams. Frank Maurer 25 December 2025 0215 Hours.