My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
You reach when my arms fail,
and bail me out in a pinch.
Prickly sting, you bring me
comfort and ease. Please
don’t let me down without
the courtesy of a reach around.
I’m glad I found you, but there’s a hitch,
a little to the left is where I itch.
Irritant catcher; back scratcher.
© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2012
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
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This one had me scratching my head at first and then the denouement made me laugh. Nicely done, Walt.
String ’em along until the last possible moment and then pull the trip cord. Glad you laughed, thanks for both (laugh and support)
I have a wooden back scratcher next to the bed for those ‘bra-strap’ itches (oh, you know what I mean, that place only Michael Phelps can reach by slapping)! This was light-hearted and so cool! Thanks, Walt. Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/07/31/canvas-wwp-abc-poets-united/
That’s funny, Amy! The Michael Phelps backside slap.
You got me, I was wondering right til the end. It’s great to know that someone is smiling, having fun, while they write a piece, and that energy seeps through the words, floats in the air, and envelopes the reader. Thanks Walt,
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2012/07/31/dust/
The title gave away the secret of an enjoyable read. Don’t we just love a long luxurious back scratch? From whence cometh the expression “you scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours!….
haha, quite unexpected 🙂
heh-heh – nice one 🙂
nicely scratched Walt….and well done
LOL- Thanks for the smile, Walt!!
A wonderful laugh!