Unfortunately the inspiration for this poem came from a real life fall. Looks like my accident has finally caught up with me. I join the ranks of the truly handicapped. I now use a cane.
Learned of a new flower
in life's garden on
Labor Day called
a face plant.
The sidewalk blossomed
with red, painted
with fresh blood.
Backboards and neck braces
provide protection
against fractures of the stem.
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