miserable
streaming eyes
bathed in sweat
drowned in fumes
of eucalyptus oil
a brisk wind
blowing outside
a cold snap
barking cough
crackling wheeze
exotic viral invasion
detached and resistant
to modern meds
still no match for
my china's chilli chicken soup
guaranteed to nuclear zap
everything in its path
chili chicken....that sounds like it has some heat as well...i love hot stuff...and chicken soup, def the thing to knock out the cold...smiles.
ReplyDeleteThis is a perfect description--sounds like it is written from recent experience. Very nicely done!
ReplyDeletePresent experience Nico.
ReplyDeletesounds like a nuclear remedy..get well soon..a-choo..jae
ReplyDeleteI didn't see the soup coming. Thanks for a vivid description and a smile. Are you sharing that recipe?
ReplyDeletechina's chilli chicken soup
ReplyDeleteguaranteed to nuclear zap sounds fabulous.great poem.
My immediate reaction to "my china's" was that your husband had made it not you and he had overdone the chilli. It will surely have a lasting effect.
ReplyDeleteLet's just say that cooking is not one of China's strengths.
ReplyDeleteOh how I need some of that! Hate being ill. :(
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