The hot tubs at the fitness center.
Are divine for people who enter.
When you are as old as me you ache.
The inside tub has kids you can't take.
But the outside tub won't take kids.
People under age 16 it forbids.
You open the door and gasp from the cold air,
Then hurry in the tub as fast as you dare.
You find the water is way too hot.
But after a minute, it is not.
You soak while the effervescent bubbles foam,
'Til you can calm your restless-leg syndrome.
You get in front of the powerful jet
Until your backbone joints can get reset.
You float to the top where the sun can shine in
To get vitamin D forming in your skin.
You relax and make yourself quite at home.
Never mind your Korsakoff syndrome.
Aahh! I enjoyed this poem. Reminds me that once I sat in a hot tub outdoors in Juneau, Alaska, in February with lots of snow piled up around it as fine snowflakes sifted down into the water. A good memory. The only bad part was getting out of the hot tub and trying to hurry back to the house.
In my case the tub was close to the door. I only got cold when getting in it.
Thank you for adding the poet's note explaining what Korsakoff syndrome is.
Ah, by watching the picture itself I feel relaxed, Such a wonderful poem, Thanks for sharing...10
Thanks for your high vote. May the peace always stay with you.
Very relaxing poem. However, in the poet's notes you should have explained to ignoramuses like me what Korsakoff syndrome is.
An experience that shared with readers in a good poem and likes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I actually love this. This is why i love poetry. You can make anything a poem. This is a 10 for me
Thanks very much. A poem like this is best written right after the event.