That day I dreadfully discovered
that my right shoulder
had a mind of its own-
I was amazed at its ill will-
even its whisper was painful to bear-
I couldn’t say, “How dare…….”
I have to put up with
all its mischief, for the time being-
my mind is an angel…
I watch how, like a loving mother,
it makes the sick baby
do all the stretching-
the baby won’t budge
at the time of towel stretch-
but the stern mind is ever so patient,
takes its time
and then makes the babe do its job…
that the devil sloth
doesn’t appear and gobble up the mind
is my only prayer now-
Posted for my prompt @ Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Poetry about the Body
12 thoughts on “The Body”
My mind is an angel really sings in this piece
Your right shoulder has a mind of its own – so do my knees! So true the lines:
‘even its whisper was painful to bear’
‘…the stern mind is ever so patient,
takes its time’.
It won’t, it won’t! i pray the same for me! I laughed for a second at ” my right shoulder
had a mind of its own” before catching my breath. It IS the mind that is our angel prompting us to find the giving soul of our muscles again! I LOVE this poem.
Sumana, I so resonate with every line of this poem. I LOVE “my mind is an angel”, the loving mother gently encouraging the shoulder to get back to work. Hope you heal up quickly.
Oh dear.. I so completely feel every bit of this .. though it is my left shoulder instead of the right. It has a mind of its own for sure and also heavy hands that press down and inflict such evil!!
Your words certainly resonate Sumana – tis my knees and hips that dare to offend.
Your close is my prayer too, I would hate that devil sloth to gobble my mind.
This is so incredibly evocative, Sumana. I can feel the pain and strength in this especially; “I watch how, like a loving mother, it makes the sick baby do all the stretching”.. Beautifully penned.
I am sorry about your shoulder, it seems just when we are getting to accept the shoulder, another part of the body demands our attention…loved your write.
Confidence and hope are a great help when the body plays up however I wan’t too pleased when my own specialist advised me the pains I was experiencing would only get worse! We fight our own battles as best we can.
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Prayer and meditation will help you.return to health.May your mind angels triumph and the devil return to his own.
Oh, so many parts of me have minds of their own! 😉