When my ex would sneeze
she’d bring her delicate hand
up to her nose, turn to one side,
spasm and toot— as though a unicorn
had just farted a rainbow.
For me, the pressure builds
below my brain then my face crumples,
neck pulls back to get a running start,
hands cover as though praying
and I expel a noise like a tuba puking
a drum played by a hobgoblin
waking my dog from a deep dream.
Instead of “God bless you” or “Gesundheit”,
I say “Good catch” and wipe my hands on my trousers.
(For today’s prompt, write a sound poem.)
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 
“Good catch “ was a good one!😂🤩
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Thanks! I remember laughing out loud the first time someone said that to me in that context and then it turned into a coughing fit.
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LOL
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Glad I can still make you laugh, JM. Thanks!
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Previously posted in m’blog…
“Klingon Cold……
Bartholomew Barker https://bartbarkerpoet.com/ has a head-cold – and he wrote this Fraiku about it……
“The back of my mouth
tastes like a bag of old nickels
nose oozing meh”
To which I responded with my own – kind-of Haiku – I’m never very clear about what is and what isn’t a Haiku….
“When I have a cold
My head exclaims in Klingon
‘Accccch-tarr-phu’tu-g’rtch.”
Then a Klingon pedant informed me that…. “majQa’! Though you misspelled the tlhIngan. It is more properly rendered “aH tar pu’ tu’ gharch”.
My lord – it’s come to something when I’m corrected in Klingon!”
Wiped on your trousers – you mucky pup!
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Warriors aren’t squeamish about body fluids. In fact, to properly pronounce some of the consonants one must expectorate at least a little.
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To play the part
And make it fit
When speaking Klingon
You spit a bit!
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wiped on your trousers! yech.
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I’ve been a bachelor long enough I’m slowly going feral.
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