After A While It Looks Better Poem by David Howerton

After A While It Looks Better



Pushed hard (adjusting chair)
didn't feel so good anymore.
Face red, jaws clinched
breath slow waiting
for pain to ease.
Finally through dripping sweat
a smile. I think
it's time for coffee.
Rub eyes red with sweat
drink coffee,
things are better.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ashraful Musaddeq 11 June 2009

Cute poem. An event is composed nicely.

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Aldo Kraas 18 March 2007

This poem is not bad

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David Howerton

David Howerton

San Jose California
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