Words are phantom neckties
in and out of style they go
From parsimony to paisley
ignominious to indigo
From wide to narrow
sissified to antihero
Here today, gone tomorrow
their return, beg or borrow
Categories:
sissified, clothes, fashion, future, history,
Form: Rhyme
It was my first yoga lesson (after coaxing)
I was stretching every muscle in my body
Our leader was encouraging us, saying "Breathe!"
Frankly, I thought I was not doing so shoddy.
My sissified murmur turned into a loud gasp
When I pulled a fragile ligament in my heel
Suddenly, I felt this horrendous stabbing pain
A disgruntled sigh, I knew yoga was real.
I heard the leader whisper with a hint of scorn
As she stopped her eager class and took me aside
"Oh, I am so sorry you are hurting; I think
I will summon an ambulance for you to ride!"
As they were hauling me out of the studio
My entire left foot was throbbing with searing pain
The medical technician spoke to the leader
I heard her utter my name with thin-veiled disdain.
I never returned for another yoga class
A few of my best friends could not understand why
But I told them my experience with yoga
Would not merit another fortuitous try.
SECOND PLACE WINNER
written April 26, 2021
"Writing Prompt - Breathe- Contest"
sponsored by Constance La France
Categories:
sissified, health, irony, moving on,
Form: Rhyme
As a young man, I used to think I was fairly tough,
I really wasn’t mean, I just liked playing rough.
I thought being able to take pain was the measure of a man,
When everyone else said they couldn’t, I always replied I can.
I couldn’t think of anything that really put fear in me,
But in the back of my mind I knew there was something out there that was going to show me
up, you see.
Well years passed and I hadn’t changed much,
Then one day something happened, I felt the Savior’s touch.
Before that day I thought it was sissified for a man to show emotions or so much as shed a
tear,
But after that day life started changing and things were much more clear.
I used to make a joke that if I went into a church the ceiling might fall,
Well the joke was on me all along I was just plain scared to answer that call.
I guess I always believed in the Bible and what it said, I just thought I was too far gone,
And I think that was why I was from the church so distant and withdrawn.
But the glorious part of this story is I was the type Jesus was seeking all along,
And according to the Bible we all fall short, we’ve all done our share of wrong.
Categories:
sissified, dedication, inspirational, lifeday, bible,
Form: Verse