Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Read, Write Poem prompt

An Ode To Hands

big, small
old, young.
each one
has a story
to tell.
they flit
and they flutter,
they talk,
with no words.
lined with
every passing
year, each hand
can a speak a
million voices.
hard and callused
they tell the tale...
of a hard days work.
soft and smooth...
they show the many
pampered days.
each finger has
something to say.
whether ringed,
or tattooed,
painted, or chewed.
through the touch
of a hand, one can
tell a true loves heart.
hands, soft, familiar,
beautiful hands.

11 comments:

frida said...

beautiful. i think hands and eyes are the most expressive parts of our bodies..."through the touch of a hand, one can tell a true loves heart." - what a true and tender moment captured perfectly by your words. well done!

anthonynorth said...

It is good to love our hands. They're quite important.

paisley said...

i loved this.. the hands being one of my favorite parts this really took me with it... very nicely done!!!!!

Linda Jacobs said...

Beautiful descriptions! Hands are so evocative and you did a great job at capturing this aspect of them.

Christine said...

The whole while I kept imagining hands gesturing-maybe the short lines added movement to the poem! Nice work.

gautami tripathy said...

After reading this, I have started to love my hands.

ode for convoluted crevices

Meera Kannan said...

'Touchy'! :) well done!

SweetTalkingGuy said...

Hand on heart, there's more than a word of wisdom here - don't hands flirt too? Or is that just me?

Anonymous said...

flirting and hands go hand in hand.

chicklegirl said...

I almost wrote about hands, and you said so many of the things I wanted to about the stories our hands tell about us. This is beautiful!

...deb said...

I love the flitting. Great ode!