I count to ten.
Please breathe.
Any sound would be so sweet.
French horns pinched
And starved for air
Would be music to my ears.
Please breathe.
A jolt and gasp,
A tunnel bored,
No pantomime to bear.
Please breathe.
i used a CPAP..continuous positive air pressure....machine at night for many years. it all started when my 'old' wife complained of my snoring. ....(cont.)
Please breathe. A jolt and gasp, A tunnel bored, No pantomime to bear. Avery fine description of Apnea........ when the breath comes to a stillstand.? ? ? ? fine poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
(continued) ... then i was tested again and told i still had 'sleep apnea' but didn't need to use the machine, with hose and mask, while i slept. BUT my 'new' wife decided i still should, so i did........until SHE decided i should stop. i'm always AMAZED at how smart she is! ! ! HA HA! maybe she just likes to see if i do her bidding. interesting! bri ;)