My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
Not a leg to stand on.
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Process notes: An unfamiliar battle with sciatica has me limping badly and pimping muscle relaxers to offer little comfort. A new malady that sadly brings the realization that my left leg is definitely “not a leg to stand on”.
SIX WORD SATURDAY – 23 March 2013
Sibling melons conjoined,
staring out at McWindows,
unclear sneers overturned
raucous and guffawed
linx shared; compared
and tacked. Interested
in bridled things and
veiled treats. Repleated,
laced and retooled.
An honor made for one
less aged. Hustled
and bustled for the train.
Walking the long white,
I’ll be sidled in stride
giving a hand to the man,
not losing a falling star,
but gathering in a rising son.
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My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
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