Seriously Karen? What vindictive pills did you take when you were coming up with this list??
Today’s Insanity: This year, Diabetes Blog Week and TuDiabetes are teaming up to bring out the poet in you! Write a poem, rhyme, ballad, haiku, or any other form of poetry about diabetes. After you’ve posted it on your blog, share it on the No Sugar Added® Poetry page on TuDiabetes, and read what others have shared there as well!
So we want a diabetes Poem, right?
I would rather just take flight.
Don’t get me wrong, I can do this.
However, I just think my rhymes will miss.
However, since Karen is making us.
I will just try not to cuss.
Talking diabetes, I can do.
I mean after 17 years, it is nothing new.
Handling the frustrations I face day by day,
sometimes I want to make someone pay.
Getting a no-hitter?
That’s gone the way of
the shitter! having me daily on Twitter.
The thing is, when I face the problems that crop up.
I know I am not a newborn pup.
I have the ability to figure this stuff out,
even when I would rather rant, rave, and pout.
The thing is, in this world when one faces diabetes,
we need to be ready, maybe eat our Wheaties.
This condition is controllable,
even if we are sometimes fallible.
What truly matters for all involved,
is we try to have the problems faced solved.
Instead of saying “woe is me”!
We say, “I am not gonna flee”.
We make diabetes ours.
Hey, it ain’t SARS!
We face the hurdles day by day.
Knowing we can make it in our own way.
If you a still reading this tripe,
please don’t gripe.
At the end of the day,
we blame Karen, what can I say?
At least it’s not SARS…
Hey, that’s a new one!
Scott I can only handle so many different rhymes before my mind goes wonky.
Did your mind go wonky or … “having [you] daily on Twitter” … if you know what I mean.
I wish I could post the rhyming poem I wrote for Jess, but since it mocks a published book about diabetes I guess it should probably stay private. 😉
Bwahaha. I do the best with way my mind goes. Once I start a poem like that I just let the typing happen. I don’t analyze it all. And I would love to hear a recitation of that poem one day.