Many Menopause
At, the many menopause there are MANY PAUSES
men pause
Priests pause
And dogs sometimes wait on corners
Cats pause, sleep, and eat, and scratch their claws,
And the many pauses stops sleep
Mind leaps
limbs squeak then later creak
legs go to sleep
At the foot of the many mounts of pauses
The summit dissapears without a peep
Thoughts implode
awoken from their sleep
At a concert (classical)
A manly diva hits the keys like liberace
A many pause of clearing throats in silence
To cover up the bigger pause of being mistaken, then
An old man in a dress, hobbles out off the podium to take a leak
Meanwhile a million women over forty toss and turn in a pool
of troubled sleep
The pauses trickle on in patterns
like a carefully choreographed song
People shuffle foot slow in endless queues
Some stand in galleries like statues taking in the view
Meanwhile a women enraged and certain of her plight
Takes out a writ against her ovaries
And the OESTROGEN that left one lonely night
Her unloved spouse believes she's finally lost the plot
HOW CAN SHE PLACE A HORMONE IN THE DOCK?
So it was no suprise when the trial came
Her OESTROGEN just didn't show and couldn't take the blame!
The Judge cried 'She's a LOON!
And tried to console her with some HRT to go!
But still not satisfied she took her plight
To the Jerry Springer Show
And not suprising after PAUSING many pauses
Her Oestrogen just failed to show
I rest my case! she finally said
My fertile days of Eggs have gone
And then she paused a MANY PAUSE
And put the kettle on!
Alberta Spriggs-Parchly
poem by Yvette Smith
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