A Poem About The Perils Of An Early Start And A Clumsy Disposition

This morning
Without warning
I fell over while I was yawning

It was quite a trip
Perhaps more of a slip
And I hurt my hip

I hadn’t yet switched on my brain
And now I’m in some pain
Though I’m not one to complain

But no bones are broken
And now that I’ve awoken
The accident will go unspoken

Yes I know I mustn’t grumble
About my little tumble
And onwards I must bumble

I’ll avoid exercise that is aerobic
But otherwise be quite stoic
(Possibly heroic?)

And so despite my woe
I’ll put on a good show
And off to work I’ll go

  14 comments for “A Poem About The Perils Of An Early Start And A Clumsy Disposition

  1. November 18, 2020 at 5:09 am

    James, turn around,
    you’re homeward bound
    And settle lockdowned.

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    • November 18, 2020 at 6:10 am

      Painful though a day in work might be (or indeed was yesterday when this happened) I fear the toddler at home might exacerbate the problem. I’m actually going to work for the good of my health…

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  2. November 18, 2020 at 1:15 pm

    First drink the coffee, then do the stuff.

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    • November 18, 2020 at 4:38 pm

      That clearly was my mistake

      Liked by 1 person

  3. November 18, 2020 at 2:45 pm

    I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times. James Proclaims may not be the hero we deserve, but he’s the hero we need.

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  4. November 18, 2020 at 3:26 pm

    Were you walking with a pronounced limp – pronounced limp?

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    • November 18, 2020 at 4:40 pm

      I still am although I’ve been saying it wrong

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  5. November 19, 2020 at 12:56 am

    Interesting poem You spent several stanzas telling us you weren’t going to talk about you were talking about. If you’re going to complain be bold. Laugh at yourself falling Everyone else is laughing.

    Great stuff James as always. You might want to move the coffee maker next to the bed though

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    • November 19, 2020 at 3:49 pm

      I have been very stoic in real life but I really did hurt myself so I needed someone to know how brave I was being…

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  6. November 20, 2020 at 5:21 pm

    Just think, if you hadn’t hurt yourself, you wouldn’t have been inspired to write your completely charming poem. It’s the old silver lining! The rainbow after the rain! The lemonade after the lemon! The — the—-you get my drift.

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    • November 30, 2020 at 7:39 am

      I’m not sure it was much of a silver lining at the time but my injuries have mostly healed now and the poem still exists so the lining is silverer now.

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