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Nosing Abound

by Maureen Glaude

No, I haven’t a cold
and I haven’t been lying
though I'm showing the symptoms —
this overgrown nose obvious,
and I’m getting sore about it
for more than the tenderness
to the touch, but for what it does
to my appearance.

A little pimple on the inside was all,
I thought the problem at first,
yet maybe it’s not so small,
it’s getting harder to breathe
and in the mirror to me
my nose seems suddenly
rather bulbous and clown-like.

No powder can help tone
down the redness it has gained
while the shine on it now shows
even more,
and the mystery just
grows larger.


Posted on 10/12/2006
Copyright © 2021 Maureen Glaude

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/12/06 at 02:31 PM

Well delivered and PHEW!...adds new meaning to "safety in numbers," as I contemplate my self- consciousness in dealing with adult acne, and how it takes longer and longer for the marks to go away.

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