Saturday, May 11, 2013

fortunes tell

lay their hands in a row
palm down to the fire
and
I will tell all their secrets
love's lines furrowed deep & mired
to have loved
because of hands narrative line
hesitation of strength's tender-land
the catch
the release
of the
grasp
and
demand
love's journey fine

3 comments:

  1. so few words, yet such a very long tale. Nice Susy! :) xo

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  2. A lovely subject, and a lovely telling, filled with empathy.

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  3. Much thanks DiAnne & Niamh ,,,

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