Seven Things Saved From The Burning House
My head’n’eck will be saved,
it is where everything else exists,
not just my hair, though that's also okay.
My arms, right (3) and left (4),
I'll need them for heavy lifting,
and probably some other stuff too.
My legs, neither has a keener number,
they love to run
and I love them to run me around.
My torso, you have to keep the torso,
I'd look a damn fool
with arms, legs, head’n’eck weirdly joined
without a torso to keep them from arguing.
Before I'd even started on things 2 - 7,
I would expect to have saved
a heathen's prayer
That which I do not know,
a prayer that I may succeed
in saving things 2 - 7,
so that I might see you again.
14th February 2019
For Seven Things Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger
Copyright © Lawrence Sharp | Year Posted 2019