Expired and lazy hands
become more gentle,
fixed in a sinewy shade
Unquiet,
umbra-earth drones
and
fondles my darkling
hands
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Expired and lazy hands
become more gentle,
fixed in a sinewy shade
Unquiet,
umbra-earth drones
and
fondles my darkling
hands
Only because you recognized my crest and slump, it left. Thanks for the reply and I hope all is well in your ballpark.
Great! And you’re welcome. I’m glad you’re feeling better.
I’m always delighted to see a new post. Thanks.
P.S. I think I’m riding the crest of a slump. Write me a poem to bring me back.
Thanks for reading my posts, Sonja, as always. As for your slump, I’m so sorry and wish the best. I’ll think about it. But I’m so slow at generating poetry, I’m afraid you’ll be feeling up again long before I’m finished. 😉