FINGERNAILS  
by Sherry S.

Wispy scales,  
my fingernails.  
Such stubby things  
aren't meant for rings;  
near them jewelry  
is tom-foolery.

How bored I am  
with gelatin,  
a remedy  
not meant for me,  
though its use  
with orange juice  
is guaranteed  
to supersede  
results of lotions,  
creams and potions.

One can get quite aggravated
when long claws aren't being created  
by one's set of stubborn paws:

they don't grow nails,  
they eke out flaws.