She leaned against the wall
sun beating down
sweat on her brow,
legs aquiver.

No doubt about it
a long hard fall
a catastrophe ’tis true,
but she’d landed on her feet.

She counted in her head
one . . .
two . . .
ah. . . . just three.

She arched her back
preened a bit
and catwalked down the lane.
Six more to go.


Includes July’s word prompt from my granddaughter, “catastrophe.”

8 thoughts on “Calamity

  1. Karen July 6, 2017 / 11:49 am



    • lillian July 10, 2017 / 8:37 am

      Always wonderful to get your replies!😊


      • dornahainds July 11, 2017 / 3:17 pm

        Lillian, your words of Creativity are such a True Enjoyment for me. Thank you for postings. 🥀🥀🥀

        Liked by 1 person

      • lillian July 12, 2017 / 12:49 pm

        Oh my😊. And thank you for these lovely words!!


  2. Adda July 9, 2017 / 12:47 pm

    better than a “Cat’s meow”…. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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