A Stand-Up Routine

pine tree


It will take more than a chiropractor

to straighten her out.

When life’s bones are this brittle, misaligned,

misplaced, walking with

a limp is the least of her worries. Her

backbone has been broken more times than she

can count; self-splinting

has bred tendons spliced to indifferent

saviours, treacherous

lovers bent on abandonment. Self-doubt

leaches confidence

as surely as osteoporosis

saps strength and posture;

she raises tentative fingers, branches

clawing heaven’s door,

straining against the scoliosis scars

to grasp a sliver

of the blue she’s always known she can reach

if she stands up tall.



30 comments on “A Stand-Up Routine

  1. Melody, I love the hope and determination portrayed in your emotionally charged poem. I find myself cheering her on and upward.

    Blessings ~ Wendy

  2. Heidi Viars says:

    Been studying in the book of Luke. Just came across this a couple of days ago, it was what I needed to hear …. I think we get more done when we stand up straight …
    “Now when these things begin to take place, straighten up and raise your heads, because your redemption is drawing near. (Luke 21:28)

  3. Caddo says:

    Self-doubt definitely is a leeching creature.

  4. Gallivanta says:

    I hope your hip has returned to its rightful position. I am all sore and stiff today; this poem seems just right for me! Love the verse from Luke.

  5. Lyle Krahn says:

    The sliver of blue – the great home. Nicely done.

  6. Eric says:

    I love the form and the message, Melody. Trees and humans display unique character and loft. We must ponder them one at a time…

  7. RoSy says:

    Despite all that – she is still beautiful 🙂
    Love the photo!

  8. Good grief! I’ve got scoliosis for 44 yrs and your words make me feel that I can still stretch upward ! Magnificent !

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