My sweet granddaughter Kensie turned me on to sonnets. I never thought in a million years I’d be writing any. Since I’ve been in pain and currently am under some great meds, I decided WTF and did one for the heck of it. Here it is. Enjoy! 🙂
The Route Canal Sonnet
I seen you coming, the pain was a hint.
No secret, it was sure avoidable,
just like not eating fat would prevent the stent.
I should have used floss as my other tool.
Toothbrush, toothpaste, flossing seems so easy.
Proper use would have prevented this pain.
Now popping these pills makes me feel sleazy.
Ignorance is laughing, I’m crying in shame.
Sure, not my first, probably not my last.
I look at the clock. I sure need one now.
Just like the others, this is not bedfast.
The pain has sucked me dry, three more hours’ wow!
The route canal curse strikes at me again,
God I pray, take this pain away. Amen