May 21, 2019

Fogey Yoga

We roll onto our sides
slowly
my hip replacement
his fused spine
ankle reconstructed after sidewalk break
shoulder frozen in a round of golf
slipped discs trying to relocate
pre-slipped slots
we whimper into downward dog
grunt through sun salute
shoulder stand inverted curtain of loose skin
headstand wedged between two folding chairs
broken heroes on refurbished knees
wounded warriors one and two
rounded triangles
bowing boats
final Shavasana
the hardest pose of all they say
demanding full cessation
of intent and doing
piece of cake