Waiting to be seen at the Minute Clinic ® (#Poetry Monday*)

Like bells you might hear
near a monastery,
bottles of joy clink
with a musical smile
as the CVS® clerk
gently restocks
the wine aisle.

Cheers!

The doctor
will see you now.












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* It’s PoMo! To learn about PoMo (POetry MOnday), click here and then scroll down. 

Given the better (and weird) weather, I’ve not had to deal with colds or flu so far. Which reminds me that I still need to get a flu shot! How about you? Have you had to visit a doctor yet? Can you relate to the poem, waiting at a CVS or other “minute” like clinic? Share your thoughts in the comments!

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