the scratch in my throat

by Maria Francesca

so it always starts the same:
someone passes by
and says
'hey - are you okay?
you look a little off'
and I look at them,
and say
'no, I'm fine'
and keep walking,
noticing the scratch in my throat
and shrugging it off -
probably allergies.
then I sneeze
three times
and I say
those allergies are a pain
(sure glad I'm not getting sick).
I cough a little
and carefully fail to notice it
because if I was coughing
I would definitely be sick.
I feel a little tired -
shouldda gotten more sleep last night, I think,
and clear my scratchy throat again
as I head on home
and lay down in bed only to realize
I can't breathe through my congested sinuses
and I groan,
'okay,fine -- I am sick!'

only this time
I'm not sick -

I'm happy

and in love.


Posted on 07/11/2010
Copyright © 2023 Maria Francesca

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 07/11/10 at 04:12 PM

Love does at times catch in our throats and makes us sneeze doesn't it. It's maybe like a surprise gift we didn't see coming and we smile and shake a little and maybe even get a little tickle down our spine. Nice write lady.

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 07/11/10 at 09:43 PM

nice little surprise ending. i like it.

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