Tag Archives: hands
If They Only Knew!
Rooms now vacant Except for…. Empty promises The old house reverts back into the hands of forgotten ghosts of names no longer spoken But he knows, he feels their presence Their mute lament Floorboards speak of shoe-less feet Doors close … Continue reading
Strickly Lean
Brush strokes Few to speak off Strickly lean Bare bones Or, stones to build So mind the gap Life is the filling So take and give Remember tbe cycle Embrace the change I point in your Direction The rest is … Continue reading
The Wisdom of the Essentials
From the comfort of an armchair In my favourite cafe While the wind, howls Nature speaks, whispers…. While in my mind, I think With my eyes, I see I sense the simple aspects Of being Everything as being….is The invisible … Continue reading
Granda
he was known as Big Tom his two hands were like a pair of shovels with skin his voice was barely a note above a whisper but he could bark given sufficient reason generally, words were hardly spoken it was … Continue reading
An Open Window
summer’s kiss slips through the open window with the caressing hands of a careless breeze falling gently on a waiting brow By Paolo Michell
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