Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Monday, October 3, 2011

No Hand Left Behind

I can write
with my
left hand
but I can't throw
with either.
I don't think I learned
when I was small
and was taught to throw
So, despite being quite
gym class was a
and I am not
on my feet.
But now it's
all right.
it all behind me!

submitted for Poetry Jam, Sept. 30, 2011
and for We Write Poems, Prompt #74, Left Hand First


Brian Miller said...

ha. nice...i tore the ligiments in my wrist my senior year of HS...and had to learn how to wright left so i could write right for my exams, i had left.

Helen said...

This is so much fun .. my youngest son is ambidexterous, I can relate.

Titus said...

Had to read it twice, right! Loved it.

Unknown said...

Well, this is a bit of fun for the day! I'm so glad they don't force lefties to be righties anymore :)

Fireblossom said...

Too cute. I especially like the (b)right and (f)right.

nene said...

Tooooo cute! I consider myself a 'self made Man' I worked at being ambi-dextrous. I can also speak from both sides of my mouth(lol).

JustRex said...

I was slightly ambidextrous and leaning more towards left as a child. They made me right handed and now I have horrible handwriting as a result. I have been thinking lately about trying to retrain my left hand into something useful.

Kristen Haskell said...

That was terrific southpaw :) I love it!!!

Margaret said...

clever, clever. Loved it.

Anonymous said...

Cute, I love the interplay between left and right throughout your poem. Well done.

Anonymous said...

A great poem. Unfortunately I'm of an age when left handedness was not accepted at school and you were forced to do everything right handed. It didn't pay to be different.

ShonEjai said...

Very cleverly written. Well done