Ode to My (Missing) Non-Vital Organ

In celebration of an upcoming commercial holiday and to help inspire others to enter The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest, I will write a love poem every day this week.

This evening, I address a piece of my inner being I lost one fateful, painful day: my appendix.

While those, intact, may shout and strain
And boast of their unscarrèd frame,
I cradle thee, my abdomen –
Less able to fight pathogens.

‘What, what?!’ say friends, in some concern,
‘Methought t’appendix was to spurn.
Surely, ‘mongst the var’yous ‘itis
The worst is appendicitis.’

True; surgeons call you, ‘trivial;’
The textbooks say, ‘vestigial.’
Yet, something tells me, in my gut
You’ve purpose; we just know not what.

And so, my years-departed friend,
Though you so nearly caused my end,
I’ll mourn my loss; I’ll cry, betimes
Whilst I eat more of active enzymes.

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19 thoughts on “Ode to My (Missing) Non-Vital Organ

  1. jenanita01 February 12, 2019 / 2:00 am

    I have lost considerably more than my appendix over the years, and reading your post, it suddenly struck me that this could be why I don’t feel complete or whole these days. Never given that a thought before…

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    • Chelsea Owens February 12, 2019 / 6:17 am

      That may be perfectly normal paranoia… but, hopefully, your missing bits are in organ heaven waiting for a happy reunion. 😀

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      • jenanita01 February 12, 2019 / 11:34 am

        Your comment has conjured up such an image, it really made me smile…

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        • Chelsea Owens February 12, 2019 / 2:30 pm

          😀 Organs with wings and halos?

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  2. TanGental February 12, 2019 / 3:00 am

    If it wouldn’t smack of favouritism I’d vote for your appendix. A clear winner.. a loss to the world of verse, indeed.

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    • Chelsea Owens February 12, 2019 / 6:18 am

      Why, thank you, Geoff. I happen to know that my usual batch of entrants (including Mr. LePard) can do just as well and better. 🙂

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  3. Mackenzie February 14, 2019 / 8:46 pm

    Genius, Chelsea!!! Wow- this is so creative. I particularly loved, “True; surgeons call you, ‘trivial;’
    The textbooks say, ‘vestigial.’… brilliant!

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    • Chelsea Owens February 14, 2019 / 9:36 pm

      Thanks, Mackenzie! Poems always sound fancy with fancy words. 😉

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