This bit of verse is very personal to me as it reminds me to this day, of an incredibly dark and painful time in my life.
But, what the hell…I’ve come this far, why not let it all hang out there?
The Dawn and the Anguish
It’s 5:45 A.M.
My hands are palsied, anxiety coursing through my body. I sit on the couch, frightened.My upper lip is bathed in a cold sweat
as my right eyebrow begins to twitch in fear of the situation.
The blue gray hues of dawn do little to allay my sense of apprehension…
How could this have happened to me? Is there any end in sight?
I don’t know how much more of this pain I can endure.
My legs begin to quiver furiously.
I hate being at the mercy of someone else. My situation is dire.
At last, shattering the heavy sound of dread, a sound of hope splits the air…
a creak, a squeak, a pop.
A door swings open; out she comes. With great haste I make my move, and with microseconds to spare,
I make it safely to the bathroom and empty my swollen, aching bladder!!
Have a great Friday everyone. I am off today, and it’s party time.
Cheers!!
19 comments:
Great story. Had me on the edge of my seat there.
Jay: Ha...I don't know whether to believe you or not. And you what? I'm okay with that. Cheers Jay!!
Dude, you need a large potted plant or a chamber pot!
Cheers!
Hahaha!! Best one yet! See you're getting more and more poety already!
"We shall end Prose and Poetry Week..."
YEEEAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
Never did like poetry.
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I can't do it. I had two really smartallecy comments but I don't know you well enough yet.
Oh that was fantastic. I thought it was about a battered woman until the end. The worst for me is the other, when your grippers are gripping and all aquiver and there’s no bathroom in site.
Rat: We have a big potted plant now that a nice lady sent to Schmoop so its not a problem now. Cheers Rat!!
D: And being more poety makes me feel fuzzy. Cheers D!!
Mike: Well by now you should at least know me well enough that I enjoy a well-done smart-ass comment even if it is directed at me. Cheers Mike!!
Scott: Oh Boy that is a bummer. I hate it when that happens. Cheers Scott!!
Well now, that's a pisser of a poem. LOL!
Ayez un jour splendide. Ooops
Michele: Ha. Bada Bing. Did you just wish me a good day? Or did you just cuss me out in French? Cheers Michele!!
That is so very touching - the way it speaks to the human condition.
David: Ha. It is, isn't it. You have an eye for swollen bladders my good man. Cheers David!!
...The Swolen Aching Bladders would be a good name for a band...(but you already knew that)...
Phfrankie: Ha of course...And what happened to you? You've changed. Cheers P-Man!!
I did wish you a good day.
I just knew a bodily function was going to come in to play here... HA!
:::Wiping a tear from my eye::: That was beautiful.
MIchele: Right back atcha, but had you cussed me out I would have been alright with that as well. Cheers Michele!!
Lu: Ha. I have become that obvious haven't I? Have a great weekend my friend. Cheers Lu!!
Marilyn: Ha. High praise. And I haven't forgotten Marilyn, just been lazy. Cheers Marilyn!!
Never hold it in old bean. A man's gotta pee when a man's gotta pee.
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