Friday, February 28, 2020

GERMS KNOW THEIR OWN 'WARFARE'



While still a 'kid' in medical school,
A class that grossed me out,
Was one in which the "germs" emerged

By  lectures bearing clout...


Our teachers bade us
" Wash your hands ! "
(If handling certain 'stuff ')
They further warned us
'bout some things
That [then] did not  seem 'tough'


But now the wisdom
(Of their ways) is piquant,
Say the least:
Pandemics have  a mighty strength...
Oh! Fearsome, forceful beast!!




poem by L.P.-G.

Thursday, February 27, 2020

IT'S TRUE: WE 'ALL' COUNT THE LAST DAYS OF WINTER!!

I count the days until the
gaze of a new chapter holds sway;
March, you dally 'round
Winter's flings
on  temperate wings!


'Today' breathes in sleet and rime in collective consternation:

To leave bitter climes and wave to a slightly warmer world is so alluring.


Leap-year draws its cards but plays them close to the vest;

Lion or lamb... lamb or lion...
Who heralds softer Spring hours?
Stronger hopes? More winsome flowers?

poem written by L.P.-G.

Tuesday, February 18, 2020