It isn’t often that a poem begins with K.
That’s okay.
Percentage wise, zero point
Seventy-two percent
Ain’t
Bad. *
It could have been a J, V, X,
Or piddling Z.
K stands for Knee.
When I was young my knees were perfect.
They could walk, stretch, bend
And…
Oh, how I ignored them.
They were beautiful!
Well-formed, patellae parallel;
Symmetry i.e.
Knees that please.
Who knew?
Knees 8.2.2015
Circling Round Vanities II; A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Circling Round Aging;
Arlene Corwin
*Letter Frequency Wikipedia
Arlene Corwin Poetry 