Hello P'try
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2024 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
William Lodge
Poems
Oct 2016
On finding I have emphysema:
They call it automatic
The doors to the market open
For you
Only for you
Not for me, automatic breath shuffles away
Part of my soul remains on watch
Blood does flow
Automatically so
But the engine of the body
Is lacking fuel today
I shouldn’t have to think about this
It should be there
But it’s morning
And yes, the birds sing
And I can’t take a deep breath
Written by
William Lodge
Roslyn Pennsylvania
(Roslyn Pennsylvania)
Follow
😀
😂
😍
😊
😌
🤯
🤓
💪
🤔
😕
😨
🤤
🙁
😢
😭
🤬
0
331
Doug Potter
and
just another shadow
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems