Anita Mechler: An Ode to My Legs

They are a part of me

Attached but free

 

Hair absent

Or spiky to touch

Long and tickled in the breeze

 

Grown strong

Absorbing the shock

And delicious glide

Of roller skating

polyurethane on wood

 

Propelling forward for miles

Hours along bike trails

Passing trees, City streets

Steel, glass, concrete

 

For dancing in the street

sprinklers or rain

Joyous in themselves

Nervous in another’s direction  

 

Impatient at bus stops

Pitching side to side

Held back from running

Or brisk sidewalk walking

 

Plunging into water

For an instant refresh

Exploring depths
Or leisurely surface floating

 

Running for sport

Or safety

A game of tag

Or racing home

to an escape

 

Slipping into cool clean sheets

The anticipation

Of a lover’s admiring caress

 

The ache of effort

Feel of solid ground

 

The tremble of fear or cold

They crackle and groan with time

 

I love them

 

For they are me

Attached but free

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