I walk lamely
I stutter when I speak
I forget things easily
names, dates, places.
Why is it so?
Blame it on the casanova.
There is a posibility that you wanted to say WHY in the last line. Blame it on the Bossanova I guess. H
Thanks for your comments Herbert and Onelia, much appreciated, Jerry
it's short but says a lot. we all wonder it sometimes but you know exactly how to say things with good humored, you are strong and witty. always love to read your poem Mimzy
Bit irony when reads the title, still the style has not changed by this great poet. Well come to our world!
Jerry, this says it all! ! It truly does, non wrapper with medical bliss/nightmare, but filled with the bare bottom truth, and the courage behind this, is far greater than any obsitcable that you have encountered during this unplanned side track..... Very nicely penned from deep within your heart.. Bonnie
You show the irony of your 'condition' with the wit and clarity of a still bright mind. Others having been hit by the same bus/train/semi are probably slobbering into bibs with tubes up their noses. Incidentally the Casonova title rather suits you my love, still. Thrilled to read this. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I guess there are at least two ways to interpret this clever piece :) - the new house is not easy to be found if one easily forgets names and places or Casanova owes his reputation the ability to forget easy ;) Both ways it's amazing piece!