I don’t think further explanation is necessary, and even if it was, I don’t think I could write it…I MUST be delirious to be writing in rhyme at this God-forsaken hour :/.
When Stephen realizes he’s gonna miss his LAST basketball game of the season and his FIRST soccer match………….it ain’t gonna be pretty :(.
No Sleep Tonight
Cough intrudes
Sleep eludes
Hazy thinking, what to do?Bleary eyed
Brain is fried
Tripping on that stupid shoe!Coughing, wheezing
Shallow breathing
Robitussin, Mucsinex.Aching sides
He whimpers, cries.
Wondering what to give him next.Body quaking,
Rafters shaking.
Could he really cough up a lung?Am I curious?
Or just delirious–
Thinking now about Carl Jung.Fever rising
Now I’M crying
Feel the heat upon his cheek.Snuggled close
A "doctor’s dose"
Mama’s touch brings some relief.
Oh you’re a poet after mine own heart. My kids have challenged you to a dual (ala Devil Went Down to Georgia).
Okay, well actually, it’s just a coincidence we’re all poetic today.
Hope you’re feeling better soon!
Wow. I couldn’t write a rhyming poem as well even when I’m NOT exhausted.
Poor Stephen – poor you!
I didn’t sleep well last night either – but mine involved worry over the dog. Sorry – no poetry for it. Well, okay, i’ll give it a shot.
I woke up a start
and it near broke my heart
for poor Zeus he did whine
when he wanted to climb
on my bed.
that darn respirtory bug is everywhere. I am feeling much better. I don’t recall having much of a fever. However, I can have a normal temperature and be half dead.. so what can I say.
Your sick poem (now don’t take that adjective as describing your content. It was describing the enviroment)was very descriptive and touching.
Poor boy.
Kelly, Yaaaaaaaeee to your kids’ poetry skills :).
Heather, why thank you!
Karmyn, that’s exactly how my brain was working (not) last night, lol.
GLAD you’re feeling better Pamela, and you could read the, ummmm, “essence” of what I was trying to say from about 1:30-3:30 this morning :/.
I love this poem. I’m right there with you. My three little ones are about 100% and my oldest is about 70%. This year has been the worst for illnesses. Hang in there!