My “Post”: The Story of Stupid

I have been reminded of my breaking rib adventure recently. With all the coughing and sneezing thanks to the series of plagues I have had this winter, the area where my rib was cracked got all inflamed. Perhaps I loosened some adhesions or something. So not just the occasional weather event reminds me of my “stupid” episode.

A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly

There once was a fence—a white rod-iron fence—

to keep big pines in from wandering the neighborhood,

or perhaps it was to keep cars out from trespassing the corner yard.

Didn’t work.

A car left a gaping hole in the yard’s mouth;

it stayed that way for months.  Years?

Fix it?  Okay.

Last week, it was laid as flat as a downed fence,

waiting . . . waiting.

This week, it was gone . . . all but one post,

one lonely post,

one malevolent post

ready to pounce.

A pounce post!

I rounded the corner on my bike,

dog on leash in tow.

Stupid to not have gone out in the street,

stupid, stupid.

Trash cans were holding a conversation with the lone post,

but keeping their distance,

plotting how to arrest those who ride on sidewalks

rather than on busy streets—maybe.

Or maybe talking about the weather.


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About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower
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4 Responses to My “Post”: The Story of Stupid

  1. susanpoozan says:

    Poor you, lots of sympathy.

  2. Ruth says:

    Hope you are feeling well soon. I did a Stupid post earlier today. Could be a daily prompt, eh?

    • The broken rib thing was a few years ago. I reblogged it because the place still hurts at times. With my coughing / flu, it hurt again. Argh. Stupid lasts a long time. 🙂

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