Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Hands


good shepherd image from google dot com

whose hands are these? withered by years of painstaking measuring
these are the hands, like the hands adding minutes, adding seconds
those digits of time seared to finite moments of universal chiming
these are the hands of messy clay creating light of sea beacons

whose hands are these? withered by years of painstaking measuring
they are hands, invisible, resting on laurels of dancing marionettes
those digits of time seared to finite moments of universal chiming
these are the hands of nudging,tweerking, manipulating and disconnect
--gillena cox




written in response to the prompt at Poetry Jam "hands"




read also 'Dandelion'
In a chiaroscuro of shapes your hand,
Pledging a bouquet so winsome and,
Bursting with this gift desire of miles,
Of weightless flights to carve smiles,
On the moon or hearts aflame with... read the rest here