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Twist in the Wind
by James Zealy35 mph winds
Rattle tree limbs
Whisk away water spray
From Power spray window cleanse
Eight foot A frame ladder
Clambored to stream dormer dog houses
Wish washing away dirty remnants
Multiple water falls expose
Gutters debris filled
Rubbish hidden from view
Simpleton climbs higher
Trash clearing fantasy
And no ladder holder
Go one step higher
Click yes or no
Shoulda clicked no
As Wind Twist rotate and tipple
Fall from grace
Splattering hard
Knocked glasses askew
Joint crooked
Stagger door opens
In shock announces
"I think I'm hurt"
Doctor's office drive fumes
Professional mouth's spews
"It appears broken"
While signing
A wrong handed xray order
Twisting in discomfort
As the ladder that turned
and wind gusts disturbed
Stasis of comfort consumed
And I am angry at my own stupidity
06/05/2008 Author's Note: I fell, broke my wrist I had surgery, and I was a dumbass for being on the ladder in the wind with no one holding it.
Posted on 06/05/2008
Copyright © 2024 James Zealy
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 06/05/08 at 10:36 PM Oh, James. See, if you'd only NOT needed somethign to write about....!!!! Poor James. *giggling* Sorry that happened! Nice write, though! |
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