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Sunday, 3 February 2008

(poem to a lover)


this I long to see


the habit and labour that wears

smooth the skin, splits lines

into the palms of your hands

strips of bark peeled back

and curling.


fingertips not quite

a match against my own

alluvial whorls caught in

the elbow bend of a river

roots burrowing into loam.


patterns not yet uncovered by snow.


February, 2008, park rose ©

3 comments:

anglophile said...

Oh, rose. That is beautiful. What a lovely metaphor. Thanks for sharing it.

You can call me Sue or Susan, but I do not answer to Susie! :P

lizardrinking said...

Thanks glo (Sue).

Funny, I don't answer to Susan. Most people call me Sue, and those really close call me Susie. Family sometimes calls me Suso. :)

Crash said...

Most people call me Bow...This is awesome rose...and Thanks for saying what you said.

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