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Hands Empty

Updated on October 29, 2013

A poem about loss and promise of reunion

Hands empty...Nothing to hide

Standing where you once stood

My soul an open wound

Why do you make me bleed so?

Life's liquid poured out for your enjoyment.

Don't take my pain for granted.

At one time I was your possession

To do with me as you please.

I gave you all of me

Every molecule of my being

Cried out for you

Now these sinews are quiet

Smothered by a pillow of indifference

I am but a shell

Empty like these hands that reach for you

Grasping at the ghosts of years past

Yet, I continue to wait and long for your return

One day will will be one again

Ghostly air will be filled with flesh and blood

Till that moment I wait

Hands empty...Nothing to hide.



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      Bill Holland 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Great verbal images that you painted....excellent work, Sherri!

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      Sherri Tuck 3 years ago from Virginia

      Thanks, Bill. I just tried my hand at a short story. I am expanding and growing :)

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      ocfireflies 3 years ago from North Carolina

      You capture the loss so well. I can totally relate to the sentiments.

      Awesome job. I, too recently tried my hand at a short story. It is a different writing experience, but I hope it means I am growing as well.

      Best Always,

      ocfireflies aka Kim

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      Sherri Tuck 3 years ago from Virginia

      Thanks Kim! I wish you well with your short story. One of the things that I like about HP, is that we can try different things and benefit from the feedback that we receive. I look forward to reading some of your work.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      A good poem that really gives the feeling of loss and longing that almost everyone has experienced. You create the atmosphere very well.

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      Sherri Tuck 3 years ago from Virginia

      Thank you!

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