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Ecstatic Loser (if you can understand) - August 3, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • Aug 2, 2024
  • 1 min read

you might chuckle

or scratch your head

hearing after 72 years on this planet

I lost a pickleball game and felt

as marvelous as stepping into a warm bath

 

no beating myself up or

cursing under-the-breath

no snide remarks or

gremlins with sharp teeth

snacking on my stomach wall

 

it was as smooth and easy

as sledding down a freshly snowed hill

and whoever had waxed the rails

made me almost giggle

because the sled took me farther

 

than I’d ever gone before

 
 
 

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