No 5  Misrabule: 26th Feb 2016

I shouldn't be but I am.
The sun is shining, the snow is melting, the sky is blue
even the wind isn't biting.
The chickens have had afternoon snackettes,
everyone is dozing.
The black cat in his little house,
Stewart on the Prayer shawl,
Georgie in the sunshine,
Molly the dog upside-down on the sofa,
Me?
I am wide awake and  misrabule....
just say it slowly out loud
to feel the word's misery.....

I have a cold.
I should be somewhere else, being useful, and tonight
I should be out dining with friends.
My beloved will be home soon and it's the weekend.
I'm wide awake
and I ain't goin' nowhere
except under a duvet to be misrabule by myself.

I've tried reading,
I've tried watching too much TV
I've tried chicken soup,
I've tried taking those cold and flu tablets that knocked me out last time.
I've tried giving myself a good talking to.
I've given up trying to sleep.
Nothing!

I have a cold.
I will probably survive it.
I will be misrabule until I do.

No4  Crocks.

What a useful word.
With or without the K.

Rejuvenation shoes on tired old feet;
broken bits for plant drainage;
kitchen paraphernalia;
fearsome toothy smiled reptiles;
and above all:
the Old Crocks.
You with your fasciculating back and
me with neck,shoulder and knee spasms.