take my hands?

fingers of earth

lay thy lady of bones

a garden of have died

and have not; shan’t you

take my hands?

my skin, a linen

from the sun weeds, we share

parentheses as eyelids kiss the

sleeping trees;

littleness death

we—the serpents

we sleep with.

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  8 comments for “take my hands?

  1. SteelWarrior/PoetOfSteel
    January 22, 2021 at 7:42 am

    “littleness death…we—the serpents…we sleep with.”
    That line hits perfectly! Well done! 👏

    Liked by 2 people

  2. silent poetry
    January 22, 2021 at 8:33 am

    Wow Lucy.. I’m speechless. Just beautiful ❤️

    Liked by 1 person

    • January 22, 2021 at 1:54 pm

      Thank you so much. ❤

      Like

  3. January 22, 2021 at 9:24 am

    ‘A garden of have died and have not’

    An original way of looking at a garden or life in general. Everything is either dead or going to be dead. I like it!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. January 22, 2021 at 11:53 pm

    Thank you.

    Liked by 1 person

    • January 23, 2021 at 12:12 am

      Thank you for reading. 😀

      Like

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