Sunday, June 1, 2014

Vitamin



I was anemic:
smelling of mothballs,
cluttered with rejections,
unpaid bills, tired blood,
years of night.

Now a daily swallow.
Kiss swished down with promise.
You taste better than any placebo.
Rinse life clean.
Float. Gulp.

I am dependent.
Convinced you impact mortality.
Supplement everything.
Give me injections.
A horse pill. 


tk/May 2014


Beautiful, contemplative read by R.A.D. Stainforth...





26 comments:

  1. Pharmaceuticals ... a pill for anything that ails ya!!! Great write, Tess!

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  2. Beautifully written on a topic very dear to my heart... *smile* Thanks for a great prompt!

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  3. Leading to the desperation..you got to me there...poetry is indeed potent.

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  4. oh my- somehow that does not look like a healthy vitamin pill! Cheers!

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  5. Oh yes, isn't there a pill for everything these days? Oh the irony - an advert for antihistamines just came on the TV... Pills for what ails you, and then pills to counteract the side effects... Great write.

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  6. You taste better than any placebo... great line. Crazy world we live in when pharmaceuticals are advertised on tv. Nicely penned.

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  7. I love the way you worded this, the last line in particular!

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  8. I particularly loved the second verse. Well written!

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  9. Steak and Eggs in every vial , Miss Tess

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  10. Great writing!! Expresses how there are pills for everything these days it seems.

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  11. oh yes, a pill for anything! the picture inspired the same idea from me.

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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  12. Pills, pills, everywhere pills, but the worst ever are horse pills! I have a vitamin that I swear is trying to choke me!

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  13. A pill for the pale and pop it goes and you are hearty, and hale!

    http://www.numerounity.com/2014/06/smile-on-survivor.html

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  14. " Give me injections.
    A horse pill."

    That made me grin. Rather widely...

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  15. Like the symbolic meaning of your words...anemic to life, supplements need more and bigger...till we just devour ourselves...better just shift in slow mode maybe...

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  16. Pills seem to be the answer for everything, but what about the side effects? Great writing!

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  17. Having ingested your poem, I feel like a new man!

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  18. I thought the middle stanza was great..and thanks for another great prompt..

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  19. Oooh, gorgeous! I just signed up for this lovely, writerly bloghop after stumbling upon the magpie tales blog! This is so poignant and the reading, magnificent! Great prompt. I'm excited to give it a go! Nice to find this lovely blog also and nice to "meet" you!

    Jen

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    1. Thank you Jen...nice to meet you...welcome to Magpie!

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  20. I think I've been messing up publishing comments lately. I think I have been hitting the signout button when I should be hitting the publish button.

    Now I don't remember exactly what I said. I think it was, "'Tired blood' - I love it! Puts me immediately in mind of Quiz Show and 'Geritol! Geritol cures tired blood.

    My blood's been exhausted lately. But better I suppose that it be exhausted than that it be exhaust."

    Wow. So much less feeling to it now. Trying to reconstruct off-the-cuff is impossible to do, with exhausted blood.

    This time let me hit the right button.

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    1. Dogimo it's nice to see you again my friend...

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  21. I like this, it works on more than one level! I too liked the tired blood and years of night.

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  22. Your poetry is sufficient a drug for me ~ love your writing and just signed up.
    Sent you an email ~ Eddie

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    1. Thank you Eddie...nice to meet you...

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― O. Henry (and me)