Best Asthmatic Poems

THE ASTHMATIC

He was 53 when I was born,
A victim by depression shorn,
Never to know much of his own,
Enjoying neither car nor home.
Yet my father never gave in,
Struggled for breath through thick and thin.

And though nature’s victim, he thrived,
Knew well each tree and vine alive,
A regular...

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Her inhaler is not exorbitant
But should it count much that she's The Buoyant?
Why the breathless condition keep constant?
Black smoke from her kitchen Great Irritant!

Six in the morning the cursed urge itching
And Madam Irene must see her kitchen.
Helping her out was her nicest offer
But she had...

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Someone smells like smoke.  I can barely stand to sit here.
Clenching my teeth, I have a headache, everywhere near.
A friendly smoker has sat next to me, oh, dear.
I jump up, because her smell is killing me, so clear.

I am an asthmatic, and I cannot...

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He was my former student,
In whom I found not a dent.
On the day he took the leap
I’d seen a knotted crowd weep:
Way back 1998
While Service Allowance did wait...

Passers-by he’d shocked with stereo: 
A yelling one for “Cheerio,”
His reason ‘Quite Earth-Shaking:
“One could sleep off, no waking!”

He...

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