For Poetry Thursday, here is a poem I wrote to go with this picture. It is of a muddy handprint left on the chaise lounge pad which was hanging on the deck railing to dry out.
One Hand, Only
by Julie Zaccone Stiller
Only one hand
holding out hope
grasping at truth
Only one hand
stirring the pot
pouring out tea
Only one hand
shaking on agreement
signing a compromise
Only one hand
drawing the bath
scrubbing his back
Only one hand
pointing out significance
gesturing an acceptance
Only one hand
caressing a cheek
patting a shoulder
Only one hand
sharing the burden
with the other
Oh and here are some animal Paw Prints. Why who has been visiting? The raccons of course! Coming on the deck to see if the cats have left them any food. Nope, sorry.
2 comments:
Write on. Cheers...
nice poem julie...has a calming effect on me.
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