Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

So what so the woman
Had a bad cough and they
Let her into the cinema to
Watch a film and there she
Was cough cough right through
The movie and it kind of echoed
And at times became the focus
Of attention and the odd person
Said Hey can’t you control that
Coughing? And she coughed in
Reply and the guy next to her
Moved and the dame behind
Tapped her on the shoulder and
Said Oughtn’t you to be in bed
With medication? And the movie
Rolled on and the people watched
Or moaned or did both and then
Towards the end of the film she
Stood up and slowly walking by
The people in the row and said
Sorry sorry and they muttered
Things and whispered words and
Finally she got out in the daylight
And beneath a bright sun and her
Coughing continued as it had begun.

Nice----a slice of life---maybe I should call it a cough of life. Interesting subject developed well.

This is real. Very well written as I had to keep reading all the way to the end. I respect you for your restraint in not having one of the other theater goers straggle her. Your restraint is what made it real for me.

Thank you, both very much.

Are you following me around?

*cough*

(oh boy am I sick... )

nice poem.. almost had to get up and leave the poetry reading last weekend before my coughing sounded like a percussive accompaniment.

I really enjoyed this piece. It hit home. I guess I should spring for the doctor. Stupid country I live in doesn't give its citizens health insurance. They'd rather we die.

Oh dear, Doreen. Hope you feel better soon.