Hands

This poem was submitted to a father/son/mother/daughter writing contest.  While it didn't win, show or place it did have a nice review or two so I thought why not put it up here?

Hands

Small and soft

Pudgy little fingers

Wrapped around a finger

Wrapped around a heart

Grimy little fingers

Longer now

Holding out a flower

A gift and a smile

Grown longer still

Nails tipped in colors

Sparkles and jewels

Soon to be a lady

Fingers strong

Flying over keys

Working hard

Every day

Growing thinner now

Skin not so plump

Scars from living

Easy to see

Age slowly showing

Veins clear now

Knuckles losing flexibility

But still strong

Time passes

Suddenly you see

Your mother's hands

Attached to you

Hands that look old

But filled with character

Reaching back to hold

The fingers of a grandchild

poetry day again

Yeah why not right?  This is an older one

Brown is the grass
grey the skies
cold are the days
spent without you

Simple the longing
tender the need
but empty the arms
since you left me


lisa williamson © 2012

daily poem

    A song in the distance
   
    Distance
    between you and I
    between love and life
    music bridges the gap
   
    A song
    reminding me of you
    bringing you close
    behind my closed eyes

Lisa Williamson © 2012

poem of the day two

    A Piece of you

    I so want to see you
    be close to you
    hold your eyes with mine
    and see myself alone

    One day of you
    no one else to claim
    no one else to pull away
    just a piece of you

    For even when I have you
    you find something else to do
    someone more important
    something more fun

    I sit back, tears forming
    from hurt and from rage
    for I try not to ask
    for more than a piece of you.

    

    Lisa Williamson © 1999

Yes my last name was different in '99 but I have updated to my current last name for this

why not poems?

Okay I have to use this blog for something.  So why not toss around a few of the numerous poems I have written over the years?  Yes at some point I will be publishing them but at the earliest that would be February so here we go.  I'm just going to start with A and work my way down.

A difference

Mother

a name for love

daughter

a name for hope

Mother in law

a name for pride

daughter in law

a name for patience

Lisa Williamson

copywrite 2011