Thursday, June 19, 2008

Poems from the commons.

Human Touch

Touch -unappreciated
the feathers tickle,
goosebumps ride your skin,
touch -experience it again
lest we forget
the grace of-
a person who cares
missing the Touch
which makes you aware.

A work from a decade ago. Yeah I was working out some issues. But if you have been tuning in, you can totally see the Dickinson in this work.

1 comment:

~Heather*Ann~ said...

Beautiful... You are talented :)