Paul Hartal Poems
- Valium She was not really sick, nor severely ill; only ...
- Oranges And Grapes Oranges and grapes refuse to grow in the ...
- They Come In Seven Sexes An old wing of the ...
- A Tanka On Life While life is about love, family, fun and ...
- Haiku With Oxymoron
- The Poetry Of Physics Science thrives absorbed in the myth ...
- Science And Ethics Science flies the triumphal banners of ...
A man of many Odysseys, Paul Hartal is a Canadian poet, writer and artist born in Szeged, Hungary. His recent volume of cognitive and lyric poems, The Sinuosity of Straight Passions, was published in 2013 by Finishing Line Press (Georgetown, KY) . The author’s critically acclaimed books include Postmodern Light (poetry,2006) , Love Poems (2004) , The Kidnapping of the Painter Miró ... more »
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She was not really sick, nor severely ill;
only taut, tense, tired, anxious and stressed.
But when she asked the doctor for help
he had swiftly prescribed her the pill:
from a sedative class category, valium
or diazepam, dissolving anxiety, attending
to her panic attacks, enabling her unbending,
relaxing at last her nerves and atrium.
But it did not take too long for her to get
addicted to the devious tranquilizer drug.
She lost her appetite, she felt dizzy and tight;
her anxiety back, she woke up shaking in sweat.
Primum non nocere, oh ...