it's that time of year again.
My daughter reminded me that i need to get a flu shot.

 




Fever

flames arising in restless dreams
chaotic senseless silent screams
heat seared listless mind
tormented thoughts of the delirious kind
burnished cheeks reddened by fire
flashing visions of a funeral pyre
pallid skin mottled and damp
moans and groans of twisted cramps
ashen circles 'neath oozing eyes
hot acrid breath seep deadly sighs
burning  body racked with pain
sickness plagues the weak again
thirsty lips cracked and dry
temperature rising rapidly high
sweat cover sheets tangled askew
it's the dawn of dementia; you have the flu.

kathy lockhart
11/19/07











Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2007-11-19 at 09:13

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Phyllis J. Rhodes
This is fantastic!!! You have given me your illness just reading this!
2007-11-26


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
Darling katherine you had me going there a moment fever pitch then i realised you had the flu well done brilliant poetess xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxylk Michael
2007-11-19


Hagzissa
I'm one of the fortunate kind of population who never catches the flu, think I'm immune or something... I usually gets the pneumonia instead but still , no virus. :)

But yeah, since the flu can be really ugly guess it's better being safe than sorry.
Well written as always, Kathy
2007-11-19


Phendula
Wow Kathy....you know what i like about this poem,it's the simplicity..it's simple and straight foward
Well done and i'm learning a lot from you
2007-11-19