.
She whittles
on a block
of solitude
until it’s gone
and pieces lie
about her feet
and slivers
bleed her hands
carving
out another poem
that only he
will understand.
.
.
(c) 1995, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
.
Posted in Deep Water, Poetry 1990's, tagged Deep Water, Love, memory, passion, poem, Poetry, slivers, solitude, whittling, wood, would on September 16, 2017| 46 Comments »
.
She whittles
on a block
of solitude
until it’s gone
and pieces lie
about her feet
and slivers
bleed her hands
carving
out another poem
that only he
will understand.
.
.
(c) 1995, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
.
Posted in Deep Water, Poetry 1990's, tagged Love, passion, poem, Poetry, slivers, solitude, whittle on October 26, 2012| 27 Comments »
.
She whittles
on a block
of solitude
until it’s gone
and pieces lie
about her feet
and slivers
bleed her hands
carving
out another poem
that only he
will understand.
.
(c) 1995, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright