LOOKING FOR INSPIRATION
I am looking for inspiration for a nice poem or two,
But at the moment my head is congested with the flu,
And thinking is not really on my stuffed up mind
It takes all it’s energy the effort to breath to find.
Not even the lovely coloured tulips now in full bloom,
Can remove the curtain of my mind so full of gloom,
The bleeding heart is showing it’s pretty buds everywhere,
Even that at the moment does not relieve my despair.
A bunged up nose, congested lungs, no appetite at all,
When I have written this into bed I think I will crawl,
Although the sun is shining and the birds sweetly sing
I really do not feel up to going out or doing anything.
I know it won’t last too long so if I make it through
I may throw away this poem and write another review,
I can see the bed out of the corner of my bloodshot eye,
I think I’ll just go there for an hour to curl up and die.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 10 May 2005