On Being Bedridden Poem by Tom Berman

On Being Bedridden

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I am celebrating
by being sick
and sorry for myself
in bed

As uninspiring a spectacle
as anyone would wish to see

One thing though,
it does give you
a chance to lie around
to snooze, to read,
snooze again
maybe even
put some noble thoughts
on an unprotesting page

No need to do the things
you really did not want to do
in the first place

Being sick and sorry for oneself
can actually be quite uplifting
in its own way
a consummation,
at least momentarily,
devoutly to be wished,
as fine a way of retreat
as I can think of
from a world
too difficult to handle

Here I pause, delicately
for a small, demonstrative cough

Mind you, it doesn't do
to take this too seriously
pass the vitamins around
please
and keep your viruses
to yourself

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Shepherd 20 May 2005

Such a lovely light touch...best wishes.

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