Homework August 23 - Ooops
Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2023 10:38 am
Hello,
Struggling to find time to write. Something I lament.
Only got 3 versus out for last month....
A photograph black, white and grey
'tween folds of yellowed card
evokes a time, a place, a man
for this nostalgic bard.
Immediately I'm at the scene
where Pop sits by the fire
and in his hand a toasting fork -
a piece of twisted wire.
I'm hit then with a memory smell,
fresh bread and musty walls,
of burning wood and frying eggs
and polished lino halls.
Did a little better this time...
How are you Wen?
Well,
Stenosis in my spine and Psoriasis on my head
Bursitis in my hip becomes a numb and wonky leg
I’m overweight, My eyes are dim, I’ve not a single tooth
Uncle Arthur set up squatters rights, I’ve lost that bloom of youth.
Age spots pop up overnight, my hair is thinning out,
The word replacement gives me shakes, I’m terrified of Gout.
My patience gave up waiting and my memory sprung a leak,
The thing I lost today I hope will turn up in a week.
Thoughts are spinning in my head, the only thing that’s fast.
I need a wee break on the hour, I really hope I’ll last…………..Oops!
Cholesterol is high and yet my iron levels, low
My brain, it says, “go get ‘em girl!” my body says go slow.
So when you ask me “how are you?” These words are in my head
I’ll think a second then I say “I’m fine, and You?” instead.
Struggling to find time to write. Something I lament.
Only got 3 versus out for last month....
A photograph black, white and grey
'tween folds of yellowed card
evokes a time, a place, a man
for this nostalgic bard.
Immediately I'm at the scene
where Pop sits by the fire
and in his hand a toasting fork -
a piece of twisted wire.
I'm hit then with a memory smell,
fresh bread and musty walls,
of burning wood and frying eggs
and polished lino halls.
Did a little better this time...
How are you Wen?
Well,
Stenosis in my spine and Psoriasis on my head
Bursitis in my hip becomes a numb and wonky leg
I’m overweight, My eyes are dim, I’ve not a single tooth
Uncle Arthur set up squatters rights, I’ve lost that bloom of youth.
Age spots pop up overnight, my hair is thinning out,
The word replacement gives me shakes, I’m terrified of Gout.
My patience gave up waiting and my memory sprung a leak,
The thing I lost today I hope will turn up in a week.
Thoughts are spinning in my head, the only thing that’s fast.
I need a wee break on the hour, I really hope I’ll last…………..Oops!
Cholesterol is high and yet my iron levels, low
My brain, it says, “go get ‘em girl!” my body says go slow.
So when you ask me “how are you?” These words are in my head
I’ll think a second then I say “I’m fine, and You?” instead.