Pain
eases
its
grip on my spine,
when
I feel
you
spilling your heat
on
my throbbing flesh.
If
your mind jumped head first into the gutter, after reading my tanka, then your
sense of humor and mine would get along just fine. You see, I did an indecent amount of
snickering and giggling and chuckling while I wrote this poem bit. Still, it was
inspired by a more literal kind of heat: my heat pad.
At
first, when my sweetest and dearest Rommy asked us to “write about our favorite
modern convenience or invention”, I thought about my smartphone. Then I felt
the soothing warmth of my heat pad relaxing my back muscles, while I wrote, keeping my glute
and thigh and calf and foot and toes from total sciatic agony, and I realized that
there was no competition: my electric heat pad is my favorite modern convenience.
Nothing against hot water bottles--I have one of those, too--but not having to
refill your pain soother with hot water over and over and over… is pure magic.
So,
what’s your favorite modern convenience or invention? And what makes it so?
borrowed from the Alpha School of Massage
(Not exactly a heat pad, I know. But I love my electric heat pad
in the same way I delight in heat therapy after a deep tissue massage.
Hm… delicious!)
– for
Poets and Storytellers United (Friday Writings #113: Modern Marvel)
