Yes I talk

To talk won't mean voice
And although words are there
Only to read you must allow
Would that I could I would speak
Yet that I cannot do now
So talk would take typing
And to enjoy my talk reading.

I will turn a corner

Embarrassed l get
At work it need
Work repetitive and tough
And perhaps annoying
Others find prompting.
I know what to do
This body refuses to move
The words and gestures
Are silent oil
To this engine seized
By this wretched disease
That rules supreme
Asylum I seem to seek
So lend me some oasis
Defeat this monster.

Only well I am feeling

The annoying sniffles
The annoying coughing
The aching joints
The sore throat
At this time
Are destroyed by immunity
The work of my body
Rising to the challenge
The results of rest
And good healthy diet.