Poem 24 in the ProCrasstheNation Poemvember Poetry Project comes inspired by a term that my Bestest Half discovered whilst reading Charles Dickens. You get infinity points if you squeeze it into a Christmas Conversation correctly.
Akimbo…

“Akimbo”
Waiting in Limbo,
while standing Akimbo,
A singular woman hailed me,
“Give me your prayers.
I’ve been here for years,
I need your help to get free.”
“Excuse me, Miss Shadow,
of you, I don’t know.
Please don’t put that on me.
Although, you’re in Limbo,
standing akimbo,
it will cost you, for your liberty.”
“What can a girl do?
I humbly implore you.
A prayer, is but nothing, you see?.”
“Well, where I’m going.
There’s no way of knowing,
if I’ll ever be redeemed.
If I pray for you,
could I persuade you,
to put in a good word for me.”
“Surely, I’ll mention,
without apprehension,
your good points,
to the powers that be.”
“Yes! You have a deal.
I’ll pray now, with zeal.
Don’t forget, to tell them about me.”
No longer in Limbo.
Not standing akimbo.
A singular woman, now free.
Kept her sworn promise.
And mentioned the kindness,
a stranger had given freely.
Now waiting in Limbo,
while standing akimbo.
An impish male bimbo, not free.
“I ask for your prayers,
my account’s in arrears.
I need help gaining heavenly liberty?”