Saturday, November 16, 2013

Words Like Silk (Poem 228)

Like wool, like silk,
words wind around 
and slip through
my fingers. I bend
them, knot them,
coax them into soft, 
pleasing, useful shapes, 
always aware that 
it is not my own
shoulders the final
product must fit. 

(c) 2013, by Hannah Six

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