Sublime! I’m going to share it on my blog. It resonates strongly as I broke my femur at the end of last year. As an actress, I can certainly confirm that it is marvellous to speak aloud. Thank you so much for liking my post about my art at the Edinburgh Festival.
Made me recall the femur I fractured falling off a ladder while attempting to climb through the bathroom window on the second floor. That was such a special time. Great little poem, thanks! And thanks for stopping by.
This brings to mind not only a rich family history of klutziness resulting in audible bone cracks (my left foot was the most recent victim), but the wonderful term I first heard when an orthopedist applied it to my three-year-old’s through-and-through fractures from a fall: as I looked, horrified, at the x-rays, he said “Don’t worry: it’s a greenstick injury.” Sure enough, she was completely healed within six short weeks. At that age, it is as if they bend without breaking, like a young plant–even when they break.
I like the rhyme. Its cute and has a funny beat. A good tongue twister. I should teach it to my grandchildren (age 18 mo. & 4), but not sure they could relate to it right now. Since I had a total knee replacement last year, it does give it new meaning and with a rather abstract kind of slant, although that sure would not have been a happy or fun chant then.
thanks for liking my poem! i’m really enjoying yours. i especially like the sounds in this one. makes it seem very real… and painful!
i think i still need a lot of practice though, as i don’t know how to write one that doesn’t rhyme. what do you think about poems that don’t rhyme??
I’m okay with them now, but I didn’t use to write any.
I’m posting a poem soon called You- Like Nothing Else.
It doesn’t rhyme, but I’m quite pleased with it!!
This is the link to the re-blog: http://wp.me/p1mFAV-eW
Thanks for reblogging my post. I appreciate that!
Sublime! I’m going to share it on my blog. It resonates strongly as I broke my femur at the end of last year. As an actress, I can certainly confirm that it is marvellous to speak aloud. Thank you so much for liking my post about my art at the Edinburgh Festival.
Cool. Thank you
Yes. It’s one of my best poems in my opinion because of the joy it brings me to read out loud.
I never had a fracture, but after reading this, I sure wish I’d had one!
Love the sound..clicks!
Ha ha! Thanks for your comment
I love this and can relate, having had one – clean – break, no fracture. I’m hoping there was only one crack.
Wow.
How so few words can illicit emotion.
Very nice.
Made me recall the femur I fractured falling off a ladder while attempting to climb through the bathroom window on the second floor. That was such a special time.
Great little poem, thanks! And thanks for stopping by.
Thank you
. I bet the fracture was really painful. (You might have guessed, I’m extremely squeemish!)
Lol…I love this. Somehow simply brilliant lol.
Thanks
lovely poetry!
Great onomatopoeia here. Fun wordplay!
Thank you, glad you like it
I can actually hear the cracking, This is really an excellent play on words. I loved it!
Yes, I can hear the cracking now (“wince”). I hate the word fracture- which is sort of why I chose it
This is really after my own touch of black humour, having suffered twice from two fractures of the left arm (bottom and top) and two different times.
Aaargh! I hate the word fracture
Thanks for the comment!
Just askin’ why it gotta be broken?
Broken poet’s token poem
Shows ‘em how to heal.
Broken hearted poet show ‘em
the human way to feel…
Nice little poem jackcurtis
This brings to mind not only a rich family history of klutziness resulting in audible bone cracks (my left foot was the most recent victim), but the wonderful term I first heard when an orthopedist applied it to my three-year-old’s through-and-through fractures from a fall: as I looked, horrified, at the x-rays, he said “Don’t worry: it’s a greenstick injury.” Sure enough, she was completely healed within six short weeks. At that age, it is as if they bend without breaking, like a young plant–even when they break.
Thank you for the comment- it is kind and the information is very interesting. Be careful, George
This is such a cute poem, I read it out loud to myself.. real fun!
Thank you
. It is fun to read out loud, isn’t it 
!
cool poem!
Thank you
Ha ha! This is fun! I once wrote a poem to my abscess… though it was not as fun to read aloud as this is
Thanks! I had fun making it, glad you had fun reading it
I like the rhyme. Its cute and has a funny beat. A good tongue twister. I should teach it to my grandchildren (age 18 mo. & 4), but not sure they could relate to it right now. Since I had a total knee replacement last year, it does give it new meaning and with a rather abstract kind of slant, although that sure would not have been a happy or fun chant then.
Thank for reading my blog. I like your verse and am now following your blog. thank you for sharing.
Thank you for your comments and for following my blog!
My dad broke his leg this past summer, and it pretty much went like this!
Thanks for stopping by my blog, I really appreciate it.
Thank you for coming to my blog. Hope your dad’s leg got better quickly and painlessly. (I’m extremely squeamish)!
I fixed bones for thirty three years in the NHS. I love this poem. I’d put it on the clinic room wall if I were still there.
Sounds great when you read it.
Yes! Its fun reading it out loud, isn’t it!!
Clear description of the process.
so imaginatively like it
I work for a doctor who fixes those bone fractures
loved this! We should post it on our waiting room wall!
such grace! such elegance! such LITERATURE
Thank You!! I’m flattered!!