Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Hands

We are lovely shades of raisins and hazelnut
and coffee-milk brown. We belong
to different decades but we share the same span-
same hands and the same fingers connect us.
Sometimes we clench our fists and boil inside.
Other times flushed palms reach out,
enfolding us one to the other.

3 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

Thanks for visiting my blog. I like this piece, it flows well

Ceridwen said...

This is lovely, Susan.

Cloudscome said...

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