Tag: hands

  • Poem – Absentia #5

    Absent of sight I push the last images away – move through false realities, scattered light dissipates and in the hands I believe to be mine, my fragments rest.

  • Poem – Untitled 2

    I saw the shadow of you Underneath an elm tree Expressionless, maybe shock Or denial, confusion Maybe not sure your Feet now touch. I quietly took the outline Of your hand into mine And we walked into the sun.