Winter Colds (Haiku)
Winter colds bite hard
In respiratory chaos
And infectious brume
Winter colds bite hard
In respiratory chaos
And infectious brume
My bones all ache; my head is hot
My mind is in a fog
With snotty nose and poorly throat
But still must walk the dog
For keep on going; will not stop
Relentless some might say
As juggling balls up in the air
Is what we do all day
And bed will just so have to wait
What am I gonna do?
For life don’t cease when I am ill
It’s what they call Mumflu!
If I am common, who is not?
Said Common Cold one day
For seriously! How can you think
I am a “chav” per se
I mean whoever thought I’d wear
Designer labels too
Perhaps a tag more eloquent
Say – one that says I’m flu
For in all truth I might appear
In many different folk
But common? Come on! Have a heart
I am a decent bloke!
I work real hard to make you sick
I spread throughout your head
I itch your eyes, block up your nose
And flush your cheeks all red
And then I don’t stop there at all
I stuff your ears with goo
And if you’re really lucky then
I’ll hit your stomach too
I persevere with diligence
With might and with great power
So please don’t put me in a box
For I work hour on hour
And so I think it’s fair to say
That I am most detached
From common for my ways are good
My virus I attach
To spend my days a weaving here
And working at great heights
To be all gunky in your head
My future’s looking bright!
With love from your common cold x
Aching arms and legs
Temperature searing high
Coughing up the phlegm
Shakes and shivering
Influenza’s ghastly grasp
Sneezing – full of cold
Headache – feeling ill
Sinuses pounding tight
Time to go to bed