20 September 2019

Tipping the Scales … by Judy Rose

This morning when I weighed myself, I got an awful fright…
For the weight that came up on the dial was certainly not right.
I’ve really had it with these scales, they’re utterly misleading,
I slid them over to the bath to get a second reading.
Again the weight that registered was ridiculously high,
I moved them back towards the loo to have another try.
The pointer stubbornly remained just under ten stone three…
I raised one foot and then breathed in, but all quite fruitlessly.
My last hope was the carpet, so I moved to softer ground,
Just to suffer more frustration … I’d gained another pound.
I’ll really have to face the fact: these scales have had their day.
They simply can’t deliver me an honest, spot-on weigh.
A brand new, high-tech digital would really be the bizz,
I need top-notch equipment now that tells it like it is.
And passing by the mirror, I catch sight of my reflection,
It’s not a picture that inspires, a more in-depth inspection,
But I am not at all perturbed by the vision that appears,
That mirror distorts everything ... it’s been like that for years.


  1. HA! VERY funny and cleverly written poem share, Valerie! You know, I can't even remember the last time I stood on a scale to check my weight. Probably, 20 years ago?! You see, I have the opposite challenge when it comes to weight. I struggle to keep weight ON rather that OFF. As a kid, I was always called "skinny" Even now, at 63, I'm not exactly skinny, but I'm on the thin side. And you should see the way I eat. I eat like a horse and a pic combined, and pretty much stay the same weight. I just have a very high metabolism.

    Thanks for the Friday afternoon laughs, my friend. Have a lovely weekend!

    1. Ron, I wish I was in your shoes and could brag about my skinny frame...lololol.
      I am losing some weight though, not a good sign at my time of life. I have been fishing some poems out just for a laugh. Enjoy your weekend.

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    1. Thanks, kden. Have a good and peaceful weekend.

  3. Ten stone three? I can't remember being ten stone three. A humorous look at one of our complexes.

    1. I can't remember ever being that weight. thank goodness.

  4. This made me laugh, can so relate! Thanks Valerie :)

  5. Sad but so true for many if us in the same predicament.

  6. That's funny, but I seem to be having some issues myself so after the laughs, the tears! haha
    This dieting stuff is hard. I lost about 20 lbs. over so many months, but had gained so much more over the last many years that it's a battle I think I'll always fight.


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