Sore Wrists…Tourists
Ash grabbed the line
yet lost her strength
and twisted wrist
from a long length.
Lou picked up ball
with too weak hold
too heavy weight
wrist tendons rolled.
Jules’s racquet
with ball took aim
’til awkward lob
did wrist inflame.
Tate wrested boat
and oars oaken
but heavy surf
made wrist broken.
NOTE1: Wherever you go on vacation this summer, and whatever you do (for example: zipline, bowl, tennis, or row), please be careful. Rumor has it that the “funny bone” is near the wrist!
NOTE2: About 48 hours after I wrote this poem, my nephew broke his wrist…skateboarding. I was wrong about the “funny bone.” I now think the skull itself is the “funny bone.”
So…the only thing left to do is write a poem about world peace, total personal joy, happiness+wisdom for all, and peace in the big, muscle-y heart of humanity.
