My foot finds
the tip of a rusty nail...
demolished house.
About Masago
- Masago
- Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
- From "The Haiku Anthology" I became interested in Haiku and I have since written numerous haiku, senyru, and tanka. "Masago", my haiku pen-name, means "grain(s) of sand" in Japanese. I have recently started learning Esperanto and Japanese. A few years ago I developed a new eastern verse form which we now call 'Renhai'.
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8 comments:
My foot finds
the tip of a rusty nail...
demolished house.
Link with 963: Old metal.
[At one point growing up we lived at the very limits of the expansion of the city. Across from the new subdivision was a farmer's field. That evening when the farmer's house was torn down to make way for new houses I just had go over and explore the remains. What fun! It was a tangle of debris and broken boards. After playing around there for quite some time I realized it was time to come home for supper. But as I dashed off the pile of rubble there was a sudden, sharp piercing feeling in my foot. A rusty nail had punctured my black and white sneakers!]
Rusty nail
dinner time dash
Tetanus Shot!!!
I think we can find rusty nails in lots of places. Some, even shots won't help. Excellent Vaughn!!
yikes!
good one.
who needs metal detectors
feet (and tyres) will always find a nail :)
Pamela: I was okay but Mom and Dad were a little worried about lock-jaw.
Pat: So true. Thanks Pat.
Polona: Thanks.
Floots: It's a law, isn't it?
That’s why the step by step approach!?:)
Borut: Right. As a kid you just run head-long and suffer the consequences after. :-)
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