Tuesday, January 20, 2015


Sometimes speech
Is too heavy with word
When face-to-face silence
Is more readily heard

Best, good intention
Clatters from lips
…we can move mountains
With finger-tips

Darling, forgive me
When words are too much
For the heart, hungry
For nothing but touch


  1. Oh, yes. This is lovely. I am fascinated that this exercise has drawn two poems from a couple of people. It's such fun for me to see two poems by the same person to the same prompt.


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