Across the Ocean and other poems

Spring Is Nothing To Sneeze At

Sun goes down

Sun comes up

Steaming coffee fills my cup

I step out onto the porch and sit in a chair

take a deep breathe of the warm spring air

At first the air feels clean and crisp

but soon I start to feel an itch

in my throat and nose and eyes

Then roaring out with great surprise

a sneeze that spills hot coffee on my thighs

I jump and scream doing a crazy dance

Feels like fire on my pajama pants

I pull them off and stand there nude

Hope the neighbor doesn't see and think I'm lewd

I see the world is covered in a powder that's green

If you've lived through a spring you know what I mean

A breeze blows and kicks up more green dust

I wave my hand in front of my face and let slip a cuss

The pollen produces an even bigger sneeze

This one enough to knock me to my knees

I feel pain as I land right on my shattered cup

Standing naked and burned, I'd failed to pick it up

I run from the pollen and into the house

Wipe off the blood and whoops! That's my wife's blouse!

"What the hell?!?! she screams

I was going to wear that to work!

Wipe blood on your own clothes

you red eyed sneezing jerk!"

I head back out to retrieve my coffee stained pants

only to find that they are covered in ants

A bee lands on my nose and I start to jerk and twitch

I smash into the door frame (this new cut may need a stitch)

Falling back on the ground as blood seeps out of my head

I sneeze and wonder why I even bothered getting out of bed

You thought winter was bad with blizzards and all of that

But take it from me, spring is nothing to sneeze at.

A/N  Wrote this on a bench in the park when I was waking because when I went to get in my car it was completely covered in green powder. This started running through my head so I wrote it down. Happy spring!!!!!