You've got the whole world in your hands
Fickle finger of fate? Hand of history on your shoulder? Write a love poem to your hands. That's all there is to it.
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You need fingers ...to make hands .....
PLEASURE.
A single finger, a pleasure bringer
Stroked up and down the spine.
It’s your single finger, that pleasure bringer
You’ll find the spine is mine.
© By: - Pete Slater. 2013.
"My hands are rebels" - great! I too have practical hands, like my father's. I like them!
Yes indeedy, fab poem there, thank you for that :)
I'd agree with Greg there - what a great poem - and who would have thought that a poem about hands could say so much. Love it!
What a marvellous poem, Katherine! "Tell my story better than palmistry" is a wonderful line, but then there are many in this poem. Condensed, confident music and rhythm. Very impressive work.
Love Poem to my hands
These small scars and subtle lines
The marks of canula and razor blade
This triangle of raised skin from an
Unlikely first foray at false nails
Tell my story better than palmistry.
Strong hands, cast in my grandfather’s mould
The broad span of a peasant-pianist
Clasping my mother’s work ethic
My grandmother’s curved third joint.
My hands are rebels, weatherbeaten
Eschewing my father’s manicured elegance
With overgrown cuticles, nails kept short.
Functional fingers, well-muscled
And only two permanent ink stains
On the right hand, unmoved since school;
The wart on my left a source of teasing
My witch mark, mocked
By ignorant children. I would not change
The fine hairs on my fourth knuckle
Hidden by the ring I sometimes wear
For the world.
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<Deleted User> (6034)
Sat 27th Jul 2013 13:46
Love poem to my hands
paint speckled
with white gloss
matt purple nails
hills and valleys
rounded fingers
5 ravines
type me a lovesong
bend touch teach me
show me evidence of
scalding water
talk to me of life
bend me a riverful
point me to joy
paint me a number
lie still
push my buttons
talk for me
cover my face
place my crystal earrings
sleep for me.