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It's weird. They have category "cool" but nothing for a "cold" ??

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From Host To the Hanger-On

(edited for spelling typo)

I feel you burrowed down so deeply deep
I can't define that place where you reside.
You nag at me and keep me from my sleep.
I turn to left; then to the other side.

Oh, why have you returned? I thought you'd gone.
And yet . . . I think I'd vaguely felt you there -
a dark, plumed entity that lingers on
to taunt and tickle me from hidden lair.

Sensation I can't quell and I can't see -
sometimes I hack so hard I have the fear
I'll never flee what lives inside of me,
nor will you leave; too well you like it here.

Unwittingly you've been my muse tonight.
You kept me up and gave me cause to write!

Aug. 20, 2020 for Brian's Contest
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Kapoor Avatar
August 22, 2020 at 5:16 AM
What a beautiful picture you have sketch df Andrea. Flying like a bird and viewing everything from space. For a moment I though I was flying with you.....Excellent sketch....With best wishes....Ravindra It is the beauty of your poem they always amaze the reader df Andrea with some new thoughts and ideas. With best wishes always...Ravindra
Allison Avatar
August 21, 2020 at 4:58 PM
you made me smile .. i sleep with a note pad by my bed lol, excellent sonnet, many congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx
Watt Avatar
August 21, 2020 at 1:18 PM
Happy for your #1 with this fabulous writing. Sincere congratulations, my sonneteer friend!
Watt Avatar
August 21, 2020 at 10:13 AM
I don't know that I've ever read a sonnet about the common cold! You continually amaze me with the subjects you come up with, Andrea. "a dark, plumed entity that lingers on - to taunt and tickle me from hidden lair". Something every human can certainly relate to. Best wishes with Brian! Hugs ~ John
Pandit Avatar
August 21, 2020 at 4:47 AM
Moments of inspiration that alert..and allude..well expressed Andrea:..sensation I can't quell and I can't see...
Laurie Avatar
August 20, 2020 at 9:53 PM
Hello Andrea ... how often does a quote; a line; even a word offer a new verse in bed, only to be forgotten in the morning. Another fine sonnet Andrea - Lindsay
Cunningham Avatar
August 20, 2020 at 9:32 PM
Woken me many times in the night, you have to act straight away or its gone. Good luck Tom Soupmail.
Tor Avatar
August 20, 2020 at 8:54 PM
Enjoyed reading Andrea...
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