Take heed and please take pity
'pon this benighted soul.
For I endure such trials
that would give pause to the Heroes of old.
My poor Medusan visage
would turn mighty Perseus cold,
and my effort in drawing an unwrack'd breath
is a Sisyphean bould...
...er.
The sun torments like Icaran wings,
my eyes to shrivelling pits,
and Tantalus weeps at the joys of life
just beyond my fingertips...
...along with the remote control.
Yet when all I ask is a tender touch
or a sympathetic sound,
scorn and derision are all to be had
from the one to which I am bound.
So take heed and please take pity
'pon my miseries untold.
For I am a man, a mortal man,
and I have a cold.
--
Well, what did you expect? Poetry?
Whatever. Iambic pentameter is overrated.
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Comments: 28
Bollocks.
Should've guessed how the ladies would respond. Pretty much the same as my Darling Beloved. Dunno where the whole concept of the "gentler sex" came from...
Magi, thanks for the advice, but I think I'll pass. It's make a hell of a mess in the shower afterwards.
Thanks, Tinch. Amazing how a couple hot buttered rums can turn one around...
Could of been worse, you could have had Buddy trying to lick your runny nose the whole time. My best empathic thought waves go out to you, though. Colds suck, no matter the hemisphere. Be better. Nice poem, too, but I'd just drop the er on Bould'.
Hope you've recovered fully by now
was that a sure death? Well, at least you'd go out with a silly grin....heh,heh....
Pitch goes up each time, 'til only dogs can hear it.
Thank you Sheila.
William, one sees many strange thngs when in the grip of a winter malady.
Thanks Sarah... I think.
Penni, when my better half offers only scorn and derision, I'm guessing sex is right off the menu.
Thank you Jean, and trust me, the sun is a fleeting sometimes thing for us in Enzed right now.
but take heart dear soul..as the worm has turned and now it is our turn to shiver and sneeze and watch icicles of snot on our faces freeze..
lol
If you are really sick, hope your better.
Sheila, I don't envy you. I'm hanging out for a weekend without rain and cold.