The Virus (sedoka)
A dark thunder cloud
is residing in my head
waiting for electric charge,
cooling rain, shivers,
sheets or forks of lightening
to crack and release pressure.
It’s just a virus
taking precious time from me.
I am tired, numb and useless.
Antibiotics
battle with the cough and cold.
I feel I am not quite here.
Just a few more days,
my head and breathing should lift,
my appetite should return.
The sun will come out.
New me will run into life
whole again, smiling, alive.
Elaine Morris (c) April 2016.
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