Walking and Moaning

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – July Covid-19 P.A.D – Day 4
“Joe Weidner, Where Are You?”

“What do you do (or not do) to keep some semblance of fitness going for you?”

Feeling lost and loose.
No gym to tighten muscles,
and mind. Long walks
when possible, chair
exercises on diagrammed
sheets of paper. Staple
has loosened, so pages
are kept together by
keeping them pinned
under a pile of magazines
on a coffee table. Then,
there’s always moaning
and groaning which takes
surprisingly little effort.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to Walking and Moaning

  1. “Then, there’s always moaning
    and groaning which takes
    surprisingly little effort.”

    Full-on laughter over here. Thanks!

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