" Hand in Hand"
I know some ladies adore men with big hands,
It's a worry that I have beared,
For mine are the Artistic, Creative type,
To which, this defense I've prepared.
Men with big hands can be awkward and rough,
And would tour a woman's body at will,
Where my soft hands would show you respect,
And only with permisson, would thrill.
Strong hands on the wrong man, a dangerous thing,
As they can easily fold to fists,
And physically bruise a pretty face,
To a Love story with a bloody twist.
The fear I have is that you won't like,
My hands when the time is nigh,
For your dainty hands might turn away,
And wave my hands Goodbye !
If I saw my reflection in the beginnings of a tear,
That welled in the corner of your eye,
My kind hands would wipe it away,
as they couldn't bear to see you cry.
If my hands were in a room full of hands,
You would know them immediately it's true,
The left one waving to catch your blue eyes,
The right one extended to you.
So take it my Dear, and together we'll stroll,
In Wordsworths hills and dales,
Along by the lakes and the meadows,
On the endless winding trails.
To walk in the footsteps of our Hero,
Now that really sounds quite grand,
But to wander there would only be complete,
If we could do so......Hand in Hand. !
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
This is my last poem on The Corner,my heart or my head is not right for poetry at present. It has been Awesome, I heart fully thank you all !
A poem is such a potent thing.....
Yet misunderstood it can be a powerfully negative force.
I had this one already written........a poem not shared is selfish !
I bow out with a tear..........Mick. xxx .
Comments (13)
Maybe you need but a rest, do not abandon us for all time. We have enjoyed (I am sure I speak for all of us )you place in our hearts and corner.
do a good rest and come back as soon as possible.
Regards,
Ken
Such beauty in your thoughts...
Thank you for all your kindness...
Martina xxx
In Wordsworths hills and dales,
Along by the lakes and the meadows,
On the endless winding trails.
Dearest Mick,
First let me say - How truly beautiful this poem is. It saddens me, to read it is your last poem - You are a must read poet to me - and you are well loved by other poets - Please think again.
for your gracious comments.
I will be in and out of the corner
for a while.
Mick.
Glad you enjoyed this !
Mick.