Do you ever get those days when you can feel a sore throat coming on, your nose tingles and you think you're on the way to having a cold but then it doesn't turn into anything. It just lies dormant, teasing you into thinking you are going to be miserable, snotty and with an annoying tickly cough.
I just hate it when my immune system can't decide what to do. Are we letting this one in boys? Maybe not then and it decides to kick the colds ass. Today is National Poetry Day, the theme being freedom and so I give you my poem about my non existent cold, maybe it's delayed or it may be a post flu jab reaction.
Freedom from a Cold
Are you going to be a cold or what?
And turn my nose into a mass of snot
I'm feeling really achey
and also a little shakey
Cold, show yourself or kindly go away
My throat it feels like sandpaper
my perfume has turned into a menthol vapour
Strepsils that stick to your fingers
the lemony taste, oh how it lingers
Am I having this cold or what?
I'm stuck in mid fever
not ill but not well either
I can feel the suspense
is it real or just pretence
Be a cold or please go away
Maybe I shouldn't really moan
my nose has not got to be blown
I'm carrying on as I should
hang on that's really good
I may not have a cold after all
I was jabbed with a flu vaccination
could be that, a little reaction
They said a fever I could expect
and probably feel a little effect
That would make sense of it all
I may be just good at being immune
it will all go away very soon
no cold to be had
got away with it - not bad
Atchoooo..... oh famous last words
I hope you enjoyed that and I would just like to say
whether you're a professional or novice
a very happy
National Poetry Day.
Thanks for reading,
pop back tomorrow for gluten free feeding
My head I shall bow
so you take care for now.....
and a little later - sleep tight
A Verse for Thursday....
is a chance for me to share some of my poems I have written and also my favourite poems from other writers, hope you enjoy them.