A cough and a sneeze
another tissue please
Nose runny throat sore
fatigue and feeling wore
Slight fever lost appetite
wanting it to end to feel right.
Vicks rub on the chest
a little under and in the nose
Wool socks upon the feet
gotta warm those toes
Plop plop fizz fizz
tickles down the hatch
Couch drops and a cozy couch
for those daytime naps.
Steam the room with a vapo machine
and unclog sinuses breathe right
Extra blankets and big fluffy pillow
with NyQuil to sleep all night
Eat hot chicken soup from a can
drink 7 UP in orange juice
Speak with a funny cold's voice
mask up if you are out on the loose.
The older you are the longer they stay
stubborn head colds won't go way
Suck on lozenges for that throat
resist chewing them just don't
And one day you will wake anew
that old head cold is through with you.
Categories:
lozenges, sick,
Form: Rhyme
Like a dog
With a sandpaper throat
A cough like a bark
And the mood of a scrote
Just tossing and turning
With no comfortable spot
A nose like a tap
Simply dripping with snot
I sweat like a pig
Whatever that means
And I fart like I live
On a diet of beans
I don't mean to be crude
But I don't really care
Keep your sympathy close
With you lozenges, spare
Just lock me away
I just want to submerge
In a sea of self-pity
And a song like a dirge
All my charm has escaped
You can probably tell
So, dear friends, you can love me
When I'm perky and well..
Categories:
lozenges, anxiety, funeral, pain, self,
Form: Rhyme
nothing is perfect
rain does fall sometimes
the weather can be temperamental
the sun can be stubborn
the moon can be uncooperative
in the end, we do the work to work it all out
nothing is perfect
valentines day can be cancelled
anniversaries are oftentimes forgotten
selfishness tends to take center stage
the routine of things is known to cause an odd sort of amnesia
in the end, we do the work to work it all out
nothing is perfect
suitcases by the door can be misleading
ashy knees may be in need of absorbine, jr.
sore throats may have a dire need for sprays and lozenges
air conditioning and heat will, perhaps, need to suddenly merge
in the end, we do the work to work it all out
Praise The Lord, and The Lord We Do AllWays Praise
for it is Miracles Through Him that we have survived it all and are still here Together.....'Perfectly'.....
Categories:
lozenges, appreciation, for her, love,
Form: Free verse
A stuffy nose leads to runny nose, frozen toes and thick as jelly mucus
sitting in your chest not allowing you to rest, mucus really sucks because there is nothing you can do but suck on lozenges and say aw nuts -
sitting on the couch all afternoon
watching cartoons run across your living room
listening to geese fly by
thinking is it time to lie down and rest
just take a breath and maybe two.
My lungs feel like they have ingested glue
they huff and puff to no avail
so off to the kitchen I go to warm a big huge heaping bowl of...
touch of magic, toad tongues stew, a pinch of nutmeg, thyme for two - what are some homemade remedies that work for you?
Categories:
lozenges, encouraging, work,
Form: Free verse
From the back of a woman’s mind
A thought creeps, peeps and slips
Meandering through layers of blind rind
Summersaulting to scan sweeps
Teeming with spaces in vessels
Where the thought investigates
Which epistles and whistles
Blow hot in the vicinity of gates
Hermetically closed
Shut so tight
The thought wonders who disclosed
Innermost secrets to delight
Ears and eyes that
Pry with neither repose nor pause
In their flat
Moves designed with no gauze
In sight as the thought
Snaps to attention
Peering left and right although caught
Up in a distraction direction
That tells the thought the coast
Is clear to proceed
To a toast
For the feed and seed
Unbeloved
Unappreciated
In a myriad of pesky problems unsolved
In love lozenges emaciated and depreciated.
Categories:
lozenges, poems,
Form: Free verse
Felt a little lazy
So I rested today
Cancelled an appointment
with an old friend
Took lozenges and
many cups of green tea with honey
Tomorrow back to the old grind
So I decide to
take the time
to write an ode
Isn't it nice
to pour our feelings and thoughts
onto the blank page
In this technological age
Pen and paper
still have their place
in the midst of the frenetic race
for money and love
Perhaps someone
out there in the darkness
will read this and decide to a
write an ode themselves
The mind can reach other minds and
the soul can reach other souls
After the carnage
There is still much to say
Your words can
show others the way
And like honey from the hive
We need careful words
to stay alive
Categories:
lozenges, inspirational, writing,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
I’m feeling just a little off.
It’s just a little cold;
But yet there’s this annoying cough
That’s got me in its hold.
I carry lozenges in case
The cough gets out of hand.
I use my fist to shield my face
As custom does demand.
But on the bus or in the train,
In close proximity,
Are many folks who won’t refrain
From raining germs on me.
They sneeze and hack and do not think
Of using hand or tissue
To halt what will, in just one blink,
Explode as slimy issue.
And thus, the germs float in the air
Where currents are directing
Their paths to guide them everywhere
And coat us, unsuspecting.
So when my cough begins to fade –
Who knows how long ‘til then –
Somebody’s new germs will get sprayed
And soon I’ll cough again!
Categories:
lozenges, health,
Form: Rhyme
GUYS WHO WORK IN THE ZOO
Laryngitis specialist for the giraffe
A dozen lozenges for her calf
Dental assistant doing fillings
Or bridgework for baby crocodillings
Pest control officer for monkeys
But I don’t gotta eat them fleas
Cook doing anteater lunch each day
“Always ants again !” they say
Dry cleaning the striped pyjamas
For horses to masquerade as zebras
Satisfying the needs of the doe
For the big bucks….oh yes oh!
Nose-job surgeon for rhinos fair?
A Depardieu or a Jackson, sir?
A tail-tip trimmer as a try-on?
Especially for the male lion
But not a slimmer trainer for a hippo
A hopeless task becoming a beau
Categories:
lozenges,
Form: Couplet
Putting his whole heart into it
Belting out the chorus so loud
Needing a prompter for the lyrics
No one listening in the crowd.
Signing up to sing again
Waiting for his next go
Playing the air guitar
Putting on a show.
The groupies are in his mind
He cannot carry a note
Everyone has left the bar
He needs lozenges for his throat.
He’ll come back again on Tuesday night
To make love to the microphone
Knowing women he will woo
Yet going home alone.
He practices in the shower
He’s gonna make it big he knows
He’s failed three times in auditions
For the American Idol show.
He knows every bar that has a machine
And which nights they plug it in
A regular the bartenders know
Trying not to laugh at him.
No one has the heart to tell him
That he’s wasting his time
I guess living in your own dream
Isn’t really a crime.
So sing it would-be rock and roll boy
Pretend that you’re a star
There will always be a place for you
In the local Karaoke bar.
Categories:
lozenges, lifeheart, heart,
Form: Rhyme