Posted in October 2016, Senryu


Sick in bed, head cold, fever
Somehow caught a cold

Wishing i could let it go

Such a waste of time
Such a waste of time

I lie in bed feeling low

As fever runs high
As fever runs high

In an unproductive race

I seek “Finish Line”
Senryu Cascade


A born and raised Midwesterner who traveled to Oregon in 2006 via the Oregon Trail route, fell in love with Oregon and now call it home. I am retired and pursuing my life long dream of becoming a Freelance Inspirational Writer.

5 thoughts on “Sickness

  1. Great poetry, but I’m sorry you’re sick–I think the worst part is that feeling of wasted time, lack of happy productivity. Sending up prayers for your quick recovery.

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