November verse 14: Diary poem
We smear the dog with steroid ointment –
soothe her angry tummy rash.
Then off to Glebe for my appointment
after weeks of steroid flush
to tackle nasty nasal polyps
(fleshy, veiny, solid dollops
I’d seen gigantic on a screen
like solid snot, but pink not green).
The doctor’s waiting room is crowded
but soon: ‘Jonathan, welcome back!’
The flushing worked, I’m off the hook,
his mirror shows my nose unclouded.
Sing the praise of Andy Wills
E N T wizard, who bulk bills.
Jennifer Maiden has written a number of what she ironically calls Diary Poems. There’s no such irony in the title of this verse. I’m uploading it just after 9.30 on 30 November: I’ve met my goal of 14 14-line verses in the month. Normal blogging will resume shortly.
Me fail? I fly! 