IN THE WAITING ROOM

I don't understand why, but Blogger will no longer allow me to post images, or they've changed the process to be impossible to figure out how.  At any rate, if I can't post images on my blog, I'll be moving to another site and starting over, because I must be able  to include visuals or it's simply not the same.  After almost seven years on this site, maybe it's time...so here's a new poem...

IN THE WAITING ROOM

The door groans open

and in they totter--

he on bent, wobbly legs,

she cautious, in a red blouse,

her hair like April snow

flying in every direction at once.

He announces we're here

for Rose's blood pressure

and the receptionist smiles,

everyone smiles, even me

who's grumpily waiting

for yet another remedy

on how to patch up aging bones.

They fall into chairs

across the room

and laughing, Rose says

oh you've worn your yellow socks

and he displays them proudly.

Well that'll stop the clock, she says

while on the wall above us

time ticks relentlessly away.

okay, so my photo finally got published, though not where I wanted it to be, and frankly if this doesn't get easier to post, it's adios amigoes!