Sara Kendrick Poet Senryu

Tape Measure

tape measure in hand
soft spoken,"Can't believe it"....
dust upon treadmill  


Inspired by the contest about addictions
not an entry....
Since my back problems and then the surgery,
I haven't been on the treadmill..I got on it 
this morning and there was an inch of dust..
I have spent a lot of time on the computer
reading, writing, searching out questions, etc.
It becomes addictive..

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Bl Devnath August 31, 2014 at 10:55 AM Constructive addiction is always good but needs to keep balance. You have done it well. Loved always, my sweet friend,bl

Carolyn Devonshire August 29, 2014 at 2:18 PM Dear Sara, I hope your back improves so you can use your treadmill again. I can really relate to this one, as you probably already know. It's the doctor's scale I fear most. I'm going to favorite this one. Love, Carolyn

M. L. Kiser August 28, 2014 at 12:23 PM There's a familiar sight. I never use a tape measure...it's too depressing. Great write!

Christine Costello August 28, 2014 at 11:05 AM Sara- everyone I know who has owned a treadmill (me included)....well...... the dust just comes with it. No worries. :-) Christine

Dr. Upma A. Sharma August 28, 2014 at 10:28 AM That's lovely Sara! Trust the measuring tape doesn't run short !!