Shadorma #55

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Out walking

On the rail-to-trail;

No pivot

For divot—

Went over on my ankle—-

A misstepic fail.

Skat@2020

Instrumental

It’s painstaking; my
fingers’ tips are calloused from
ukulele-strings,
but my heartbeat hums along–
resonating with each strum.

skat@2018

There’s The Rub

Yard work is very
satisfying, although my
body doth protest.

skat@2017

Bed Bugs

If I end up lame
or twisted in my old age,
you can blame my cats.

skat@2016

Refuge

detritus, washed up
at shore’s edge, rag-bundle–oh!
the humanity!

skat@2015