
This is a poem I wrote last November, from a time when I was hospitalised with horrendous headaches and fevers. Hopefully this time the bad headaches have been curtailed early enough to avoid a repeat of last year’s situation….
Hysteria
Yesterday’s ancient graves
Sent me a parting wave
Passing the higher fools
Leaving me to drool
My body was shivering
Bones were rattling
My leftovers are for the taking
Mum’s sponge-cake is baking
I need a change of attitude
A party at high altitude
Up here on level seven
Close to heaven
I could invite my unknown bacteria
Sing along with Leonard, sharing hysteria
Ivor Steven (c) Nov 2018
Lovely writing 😊
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Thank you..xx
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Well done, Ivor. Let’s hope you don’t have a repeat of last year’s performance. 🌼 🌻 🌞
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At the moment, fingers crossed, I think I’ll be ok 💙🌏😊
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