Childlike Hands Poem by Eric Cockrell
Childlike Hands
Rating: ★2.0
your head upturned,
like a baby bird...
sunlight in the rain,
turning colors o'er
the prism mountains...
hungry for life,
to fill the empty
that you cannot name...
naked, unashamed,
you wipe the wrinkles
with childlike hands!
Thursday, October 13, 2011
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Shadow Girl
13 October 2011
Interesting, intriguing..what more can i say. Complex in its simplicity. -SG
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5/5/2024 8:18:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love poetry with somewhat of a riddle. I think this poem is about a young woman - baby bird, who worries about things she cannot change. I love the last two lines. This poem definitely touched a chord.