'these bones'

Snapping,cracking, popping
Carrying,holding & dropping
jagged, sharp & pointed
these bones have been appointed
Pins & neddles for fingertips
A spatula-like shovel for the hips
Legs look like a ball & chain
A back hunched up, sometimes in pain
Elbows that threaten to maim & mar
Some... once broken, bare no scar
Ribs rippled like a stone-skipped pond
an eggshell casing has been conned
Into covering a mind with it's bone
And, protecting this little heart of stone

:) Skinnylittleblonde

I see you!

They are in constant motion,
even when I rest.
They dance about,
and sparkle with delight.
They can say come hither,
and go to hell with barely a glance
With them you can read my moods,
happy, snarly, horny or tired.
They can be green, hazel or brown,
or change to match my mood!
I get my own set of glasses,
to sport of various hues.


Smile, because my eyes,
see all that you do!

Written by Barbara Osborn 2/26/07
Written for the challenge to use a body part