I’m Sick

28 Apr

I apologise for not replying to your emails and comments or for checking out your new poems for napowrimo yesterday.  On Monday, a man who must have lost the use of his arms because he couldn’t raise them to cover his mouth, coughed on me.  Now I have a throat that could star in a Ninja Knives advert and enough self pity to revert to teenagerdom.

I spent yesterday at my do I really have to get a job when I feel like this? course and chasing printers around Stockport (a story for another day).  Then I went to bed.  I have dragged myself out again this morning and I am overdosing on vitamin C in an attempt to get mobile because, actually, I do really want a job even though I feel like this.  I may not get to your poems and emails and comments today because it has taken me thirty minutes to write this between the dramatic hand on fevered brow and checking for plague pustules on my arms, so apologies again.  I quite understand if you ignore me.



We only have two more days of napowrimo and I don’t want to fail so close to the end, but I really wasn’t up to writing yesterday, so here’s  a pair of acrostics I prepared earlier:



Death is sweet instants away; or perhaps bitter
Years.  We know not when, or how.
Sure that it will come, patient
Time counts each day; softly
Opens the doors to
Paradise and elsewhere,
In certainty.



A Response to Complaints About My Last Poem 

Thomas More
Or his seminal
Piece – his peace dream –
I have no hope that
Any future world will be agreeable.



13 Responses to “I’m Sick”

  1. Stan Ski April 28, 2010 at 08:41 #

    Except perhaps the one to which you refer in the first piece…?


    • tillybud April 28, 2010 at 22:24 #

      Yes, you’re right. See you in paradise 🙂


      • tillybud April 28, 2010 at 22:44 #

        Stan, I tried to comment on your poem today but my credentials were not recognised. I thought your poem was excellent.


  2. vivinfrance April 28, 2010 at 09:01 #

    Poor Tilly: in February I had what you had, and you know what happened after that, so PLEASE look after yourself properly. Lots of fluids and hot whisky/honey/lemon grog whenever the fancy takes you.

    Your first acrostic must have been written at a similar time of low ebb, but your second has, for me, a glimmer of hope that you are recovering, being typically witty!


    • tillybud April 28, 2010 at 22:25 #

      Thanks Viv. My toddy of choice is rum; the Hub mixes a mean one.


  3. derrick2 April 28, 2010 at 14:08 #

    Sorry you’re feeling rough. I also have a cold now, which ain’t fun. I think both poems are well executed. The first offers an attractive vision IMHO compared to the cynical second, each at odds with the word they depict. Clever.


    • tillybud April 28, 2010 at 22:26 #

      I hope you feel better soon, Derrick. A cold is so miserable because you are well enough to go to work, etc., but you feel horrible the whole time.


  4. Emmanuel Ibok April 28, 2010 at 14:19 #

    Sorry about your health. A beautiful poem attached in this post…cheers!!


    • tillybud April 28, 2010 at 22:27 #

      Thank you 🙂


  5. Dan Rako April 28, 2010 at 18:32 #

    But look how well things turned out for Thomas More: six Oscars!


    • tillybud April 28, 2010 at 22:28 #

      Each with one more head than him. A man for all awards seasons.


  6. Joseph Harker April 29, 2010 at 03:44 #

    I’m sorry to say, but I had to laugh when I read your description of illness; still, many well wishes! These two poems are both brutally honest, which is a brave thing to do… I approve!


    • tillybud April 29, 2010 at 07:36 #

      Don’t be sorry – if you didn’t laugh, I’m doing something wrong.


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