I push my hand in my pocket
Fingers reach for treasure
Every fret
Every fear
A touch to greet
The deep embrace.
———–
Written for Poetry Jam
I push my hand in my pocket
Fingers reach for treasure
Every fret
Every fear
A touch to greet
The deep embrace.
———–
Written for Poetry Jam
… every fret, every fear ~ how we greet them, how we meet them. I enjoyed your poem, Alan.
Thank you Helen, i think your ending is better than mine.
The ending lines was quite unexpected ~ I do put my hands in my pocket for reassurance though ~ Wishing you a happy day ~
Thank you Grace, it was the feeling that sometimes to embrace is better than to fear. But i know what you mean.
Enjoyed this poem, nice.
Thank you Lisa
smiles…i like how there are treasures, but also frets and fears…we carry much…when we try to carry much…
Thank you Brain, that is too true
Hopefully the frets and fears will stay in the pocket during the embrace! Smiles.
Thank you Mary, that is where they should stay.
So many possibilities!
Thank you Laurie
Treasures hidden in the pocket–a bit of fret as well! Nicely done.
Thank you Peggy, treasures are often found in the same place as frets
Yes, embracing is better than fear and fret. Nicely written! 🙂
Thank you Loredana
I really enjoyed this =)
Thank you, it was fun writing it.
That is great to hear! I am working on a poem right now =)
Sometimes we do carry a lot with us – enjoyed your poem!