A Handful of Water
I watched,
but from a safe distance
and took note
of how you worked them
between your
rough, calloused and still
bleeding hands
until they were smoothe
like pebbles
or pretty polished glass ..
And my word,
how they glistened upon
the backs
and the palms of those
hands of yours ..
I recall how I marvelled
at how they
looked just like pearls,
but were mere
beads of water, yet no less
precious perhaps
than perfect cut diamonds
in this desolate
landscaped desert of ours ..
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Good write N.
Yep, KP's hands are rough, calloused, etc. The botox don't make any difference. Dunno why she has it. 😁
should you ever feel the need to rid yourself of this infatuation give us a bell and I will ring it for you 👍
Your imagery is just gorgeous dear Nev. Diamonds for sure. ❤️
Too bloomin kind .. that's your trouble .. You are a diamond thanks ❤️
The imagery in this poem is astonishing, Neville! Also very delicate.
Bless you C8 ............................ N
Neville!! I think I told you before, but, your titles are amazing!! "A creation made out of hard work"!! "Nothing, but everything"! 💜💜💜💜
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A beautiful poem, Neville!
Thank you my friend .. a much appreciated visit .. Neville
Your poem creates one singular moment of beauty and brings attention to the value of water and the labor it requires in the most parts of this earth…
I am so very glad you could see it my way my friend .. thank you Parisab .. Neville
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