'Swelling' Poem by Res John Burman
'Swelling'
When you can HEAR
Your feet SWELLING
Over the hum of the computer
You know you've been
Writing too many
Haiku
Time to put
One's feet
Up
Don't laugh
I'm not a
Footballer
We Old
South China Seas
Hands
Are entitled to
Wear a sarong
When the feeling takes us
These were my feet
When I was
A younger man
Before oedema
And medications
Raised their ugly heads!
Copyright © Res JFB 24th September 2012
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