Bill Cushing

Rookie - 56 Points (March 7, Far-too-many-years-ago / Norfolk, Virginia)

Girl In Green - Poem by Bill Cushing

Hair bobs around a face
of Nefertitian beauty:
She sits with an arm
draped over the arm
of a chair,
her green sleeve bends
from the stiff leaves
of a potted plant
shooting out of a clay urn.

Another sits, leaning
against the wicker, resting
her chin on a bended knee-
her eyes closed
and placid.

The girl in green
runs a hand
through the shoulder-length hair
of the other.

I feel that hand scratch
through my hair, the nails
separating the greying ends,
the tips of her fingers
as if on my skin.

My neck cranes at the touch.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 3, 2010

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