Day 1~~ Appearing poem
Gray bleak sky above, cloudy. Autumnal,
Slight irritation in the nether regions, insignificant.
Just a small unprepossessing lump
Milkman delivers, rattling bottles
Then, thump the newspaper arrives
Gray headlines gray news to match the weather.
Make a call to the surgery, small talk with the desk,
This afternoon at 2pm alright, Doc is free then.
Nothing to get concerned about, surely.
A cup and saucer with a pot of Earl Gray?
Dustmen arrive in the noisy van, collect the trash,
The news is colourless, sadly gray to match the day.
Lunch is followed by a trip to the loo for a sample of pee,
Comb the hair to cover the gray. Quite distinguished?
I arrive at the doctors with time to spare, gray painted walls,
Gray covered chairs, with well used magazines
Gray waiting-room, full of gray-faced folk,
Anxiously waiting and queuing for who knows what?
Good morning Dr Gray! Sorry to trouble you, just to report
An odd looking lump has appeared down below today.
A thorough examination is soon under way,
Questions and detailed notes, a barrage of tests,
Blood tests and X-rays, isn't science wonderful,
Nothing to worry about surely. The lump is painless.
Urgent request, make another appointment with Dr Gray
Concerning your lump that appeared today
By John Yeo 1st November 2013