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Scott of Michigan is our host for the 26th day of VerseLove2025, inspiring us to write poems about minor ailments. You can read his full prompt here. He gives these directions: Choose a minor ailment – I just googled it to find a list – and spend a bit of time with it. Write a poem about it.
Blurred Vision Apparition
glancing out the living room
window in the early morning
after a night of fierce storms
I see it ~
there behind a tall pine
its left half still obscured
by the tree
an alien-looking specter
with a long right arm
peering in my window
eyes so real they’re trying
to tell me something
I remove my glasses,
rub each lens between the soft
cotton fold of my pajama shirt
and look again
the apparition is still there
with a sense of urgency
in its eyes
but as the sun rises
I realize
it is only the dry bark
of a tree that
didn’t get rain-saturated
but still
I can’t help wondering
its message
for me



Love your poem, Kim. I found a feather the other day and thought the same thing, but I know you are also discussing your eyesight as a minor ailment. Aging is not for sissies. I should have just written, “What?” for my poem yesterday.
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